Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2022 13:35:50 +0300 From: Boo Jum Subject: Public Relations Chapter 3 +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= Disclaimer ---------- This is a work of fiction. Some of the situations and people are based on personal experience, or things I heard from friends. But by and large it is all my fantasies. I love hearing from people who read my stories. If you enjoyed reading my story, please let me know. If you have any comments, criticisms or suggestions feel free to let me know. I welcome any feedback, positive or negative. I can be contacted at boojum64@gmail.com. As always, I am grateful to nifty.org for hosting my story. Please show your appreciation to nifty, by donating to the site: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Copyright © all rights reserved. Please do not reproduce or use this story without my permission. =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= PUBLIC RELATIONS PART 3 I sat in class the next morning, waiting nervously for the first lesson to begin. Rick had yet to appear. I alternated between dread at what he might say or do, and excitement to see him. Rick slipped into class at the last second, just as the teacher closed the door. He was unshaven, and wearing a track suit. As Rick threw his bag down on the desk diagonally opposite mine, and sat down, I turned my head a bit, and looked at him. But when Rick turned his head in my direction I immediately turned my head back towards the teacher, trying to pay attention to what she was saying. I could see Rick out of the corner of my eye. He scratched his thigh, making the fabric of his trousers shift. It seemed to me that I could make out the outline of his cock. Was that possible? I turned my head slightly to get a better look. Rick shifted slightly, and scratched his crotch. I drew in my breath as the outline of his cock became more apparent. I sat there, teacher and pupils forgotten, trying to look without appearing to look. Rick rearranged his trousers again. Was he getting an erection? He squeezed his cock. I suddenly looked up at Rick, and saw him looking straight at me. I could feel my face get hot as I blushed, and turned back to pay attention to the teacher. But after a minute I sneaked another peek at Rick. No sooner did I turn my attention to Rick when he began squeezing his cock through his trousers. I looked up at him. He was looking squarely at me. My own cock was getting hard and I shifted uncomfortably on the hard school chair, trying to calm down and pay attention to the teacher. Another peek at Rick, and he pulled his trousers down a bit, revealing his pubic hair and the base of his semi erect cock. This was too much for me. "Er, may I be excused?" I asked the teacher, and she waved her hand in permission. I jumped up and ran out, hoping that nobody could tell that my cock was hard. I went down the corridor to the boys toilet, and stood at the sink, splashing water on my face and the back of my neck, trying to bring my lust back under control. Just then the door to the boys room opened, and Rick came in. He crossed straight to the row of cubicles, and went into the middle one. When I looked in the mirror I could see Rick behind me, in the cubicle. He stood in profile to me, and pulled his trousers to just below his crotch. He gripped his erect cock, his fingers encircling the base of his cock and balls. I turned towards him. "C'm here, Sam," Rick whispered. "I want a blow job." "No. We - we can't. It's too dangerous. We'll get caught-" but I got no further. With no warning Rick grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards him. I was too surprised to resist as he locked the cubicle door. Rick turned and put his hand on the nape of my neck, pushing me down. I resisted, but he was too strong, and forced me to kneel in front of him. I looked up at him. "Please," I pleaded. "It's too risky. someone will-" Rick ignored me, and pulled my head towards him. My mouth opened automatically, and Rick slipped his cock in. He held my head and began moving it forward and backwards. I was really afraid that someone would catch us, but at the same time I was so eager to suck Rick's cock and please him. And I was surprised to find that the danger of being caught added an extra element of fun to the sex. "Open your throat," Rick whispered to me. I was taking Rick's cock as deep as I could, when he suddenly sat down on the toilet seat, and motioned to me to stand. I stood in front of Rick. His fingers tugged impatiently at my belt buckle. I undid my trousers, and Rick pulled them down to my knees. For a moment I thought that Rick was going to suck my cock, but instead he turned me around, grabbed my hips, and pulled me down onto his lap. I felt Rick's cock probing at my arse, and his hands pulled my arse cheeks apart. Rick's cock hit my sphincter, and he pulled me down onto him, his cock penetrating my arsehole. He did it as gently as he could, but it still hurt. I drew in a breath and groaned as his cock opened my arsehole, but Rick clamped his hand over my mouth. What came out was a muffled sound, barely audible. I writhed and struggled, trying to pull myself away, but Rick held me down. As my arse accommodated itself to his cock, my groans and struggles subsided, Rick began rocking gently back and forth, while fondling my balls and cock with his free hand. I could feel his cock moving in my arse. The stimulation of my cock along with the stimulation of my arse caused me intense pleasure, and I began to work on Rick's cock, jumping up and down on his lap, in rhythm with his thrusting. It felt so good, I didn't want to stop. As I got more into it, Rick relaxed his grip on me, and leaned back, allowing me more freedom to dance on his cock. "You're enjoying it, aren't you Sammy boy," Rick whispered in my ear. "Yessss..." I whispered back. And I was almost surprised to find that it was true. "You're my little cocksucking bitch, aren't you." My brain said "What? No! No way!" But my mouth whispered back "Oh, yes, please...." The door to the toilet banged open, and someone strode over to the urinal, which was just opposite our cubicle. In a panic I tried to dismount, but Rick held me in place, and kept fucking me slowly, while the unknown guy stood and peed very noisily. He then crossed to the sink, and washed his hands thoroughly. It seemed to go on forever. I was in agony, anticipating our imminent discovery and public disgrace. Every move we made seemed to signal very loudly that we were fucking in the cubicle. But I was powerless to resist as Rick held me and fucked me. After what seemed like a very long time we heard the door open, and we were alone in the toilet together. Rick stood up, forcing me to stand too. We then shuffled awkwardly around until I was bent over the toilet, and Rick proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. It hurt, but I managed to take it until I felt his body stiffen as he thrust his cock into me as hard as he could. Rick withdrew his cock from my arse. Then he pulled his trousers half up, and exited the cubicle with his semi erect cock hanging out. There was a feeling of something wet in my arse. I hurriedly stuffed a wad of toilet paper into my underpants, and pulled my trousers up. Rick was washing his cock in the sink as I exited the cubicle, and as he raised his head our eyes met in the mirror. He gave me a knowing smile and a wink. I hurried back to class. My legs felt unsteady as I resumed my place, and tried to concentrate on the lesson. When I flexed my sphincter it still felt tender, looser and more open than before. The feeling aroused me even more, and I could barely wait to get home and masturbate furiously, as I fantasised about Rick fucking me again and again. Over the following days Rick ignored me. Each day I went to school hoping that today I would get fucked by Rick again. I sat near him every day, concentrating more on him than on anything the teachers were saying. And each day I returned home disappointed and feeling even hornier than before. A few days later, I was just leaving school later than usual. The building was empty. As I walked down the corridor I noticed a familiar figure sitting on a bench just outside the principal's office, next to a display of school trophies. "Well,Sammy," Rick said. "You've kept me waiting long enough." "Rick," I said. I sounded sort of breathless, as if I'd been running. But just the thought of being with him again excited me. Rick was wearing sports shorts and a vest. As I stopped next to him, he spread his legs wide. "How about a blow job, Sammy boy," Rick said. "I- what, here? We'll get caught. Someone will see us!" I protested. "Nobody's around now," Rick said. "Well now, yes ," I said, "but someone could come at any minute..." My words dried in my throat as Rick pulled the leg of his shorts aside, revealing his semi erect cock. It was slowly coming erect, as I watched in awe, until it stood in all its considerable glory, twitching slowly with each beat of Rick's heart. "All the more reason to be quick about it, Sammy. Now be a good cocksucker and get down here!" Rick commanded. I glanced up and down the corridor. Nobody was around. My own cock was making its presence known in my trousers, and I felt as if I could reach an orgasm just looking at Rick, sprawled on the bench, cock erect and sublime. I dropped to my knees. Rick grabbed my head and pulled it towards him. I opened my mouth and lovingly accepted his cock into it. "That's my boy, open your throat. Suck my cock," Rick said. " He was speaking at his normal volume, but in the silent school corridor it seemed to reverberate from the walls. I cringed inwardly, and tried to pull my head back. But Rick was holding my head down. His cock was hitting the back of my throat, and I was on the verge of gagging. It felt quite uncomfortable, but I managed to control myself. As Rick moved my head up and down the length of his cock, I unbuttoned my trousers and opened my fly. My own erection sprang free, and I played with it as I sucked Rick's cock. I began bobbing my head up and down on Rick's cock, trying to keep pace with his hands, which were moving my head. Rick released my head, and put his hands behind his head, leaning back on the bench. "Oh yeah," Rick groaned, "you really like that, dontcha." I pulled my head back. "Yes," I panted. "I love sucking your cock, Rick." I plunged my head back down, engulfing Rick's cock as far as I could. My tongue played along the bottom side of his cock as the ring of my lips went up and down along his cock, taking it to the hilt, and then backing off until the tip was barely in between my lips. I could hear Rick panting. My left hand reached out to fondle his balls, as I masturbated madly with my right hand. I sucked Rick's cock until I began to grow tired. But when I tried to pull back, Rick was ready to push my head back down onto his cock. I tried to use my hand along with my mouth, but Rick slapped my hand away. So I continued sucking his cock, as he told me how good it felt, and called me his little slut, his cocksucker. After what seemed like an hour Rick suddenly stood up. Caught off guard I fell back, and ended up sitting on the floor, as Rick grabbed my head and began fucking my open mouth. His pubic bone hit my face with each thrust into my throat, and made me gag a bit. I couldn't breathe. "Don't move! Don't fucking move!" Rick commanded, as I tried unsuccessfully to get my head free. I made an effort, and stayed stock still as Rick fucked my mouth. Then with no warning he pulled his cock out of my mouth. He gripped it in his fist, and a spurt of his cum hit my face, narrowly missing my eye. I sat there, mouth open, tongue out, as Rick shot spurt after spurt of his load of semen onto my face. Breathing heavily, he wiped the last couple of drops of his cum onto my tongue. "Good boy, Sammy," Rick panted. My eyes were streaming with tears, my throat felt raw, and I was also panting with the effort. But I smiled up at Rick, happy that I had pleased him. It felt so right. I had plenty to fantasise about that night as I lay in bed. Rick didn't come to school the next day, or the next. On the third day, when I arrived at school I found the principal standing at the front of the class, next to Mrs Strochen, our teacher. "Settle down class," Mrs Strochen said, "the principal has something he wants to tell you." The principal cleared his throat. "Good morning, class," he began. "Good morning, sir," we chorused, dutifully. "As some of you may be aware, we recently had an attempted break in," the principal began. "Several students were arrested. One of them is a boy from this class. Ricardo Martinez." It took a moment for the boys to recognise the name. A buzz began at the back of the class, and my heart sunk as I heard a student say "Rick? Rick Martinez?" "Simmer down," the principal shouted above the noise, and the buzz faded away. "Effective immediately, Rick Martinez is no longer a student at this school," the principal said. I didn't hear anything beyond that. I sat there, digesting the news that Rick was expelled, and wondering how it would affect my budding relationship with him. The rest of the day passed in a haze. I could barely wait to get home, when I phoned Rick's home. But nobody answered. As it began to get dark, I decided to go to Rick's home, hoping to catch him there. I stood opposite the gate to Rick's home. The garden was empty. I was contemplating going around the back, to where Rick had first fucked me, but then I heard a sound. "Psst!!" I looked up at the window, and saw Rick standing there. "Hey, Rick," I called. "Sam. Can you come around the back?" Rick asked. "I can sneak you up to my room." I went around the house, and met Rick by one of the ground floor windows. He opened it, and I climbed through. We went up to Rick's bedroom. "Better keep it down," Rick whispered, "I'm not allowed to see anyone." We sat in Rick's room. "So, I guess that you heard the news," Rick said. "The entire school heard it. Is- is it true," I asked. Rick chuckled. I sat next to him, as he told me about trying to break into the school science lab, where they had a lot of electronic appliances. "They agreed not to press charges," he said, "after my parents made a donation to the school fund. But I can't continue here." "I- but where will you go? Can we meet sometime?" "I don't think so, Sammy boy. We're moving tomorrow morning, and I'm going to be at a boarding school." "Geez, I'm sorry," I said, I was sorry for him, but I couldn't help wondering how I would manage when I couldn't meet him anymore. I was infatuated with him. Almost as if he read my mind, Rick squeezed his cock through his shorts. "How about a farewell fuck, Sammy?" he asked. I hesitated for just a moment. "Are you sure your parents won't catch us?" I asked, as I knelt in front of him. "They won't if we're quiet," Rick replied, pulling his shorts down. I took a deep breath, and opened my mouth. If this was our last opportunity to fuck I wanted to take full advantage of it. Rick's cock slid into my mouth, and I went down as far as I could. Rick lay back on the bed, hands behind his head, and allowed me to suck his cock at my own pace. I had my own trousers open, and I was playing with my cock as I sucked his, taking it as deep as I could without gagging. I sucked Rick's cock for quite a long time. My mouth was already getting tired, when I heard Rick say "Why don't you sit on it?" I drew my head back, panting from the effort, and looked at Rick. He was gripping the base of his cock, as it pointed straight up to the ceiling. He nodded towards it. "Sit on it!" he commanded. I got up onto the bed, and straddled Rick's body, facing him. I reached down and guided his cock to the opening of my arse, and sat on it. It hurt going in, but I was able to control the speed of the penetration, so it wasn't so bad. I was soon bouncing up and down on Rick's cock. I found myself looking down at Rick, running my hands over his body, enjoying this much more than any of the other times we had fucked. Rick played with my cock, adding to my enjoyment. "Turn around," Rick said. "With your back to me." I started to rise, but Rick held me down. "Don't get up!" he commanded. A bit awkwardly, I swung my one leg over, and turned. I could feel Rick's cock inside me as I turned, and Rick gasped. "Did I hurt you?" I asked. "No. It feels good," Rick gasped. I was now sitting with my back to Rick. He reached up and fondled my nipples, as his hips bucked beneath me. Just in front of me was a mirror. I could see myself riding on top of Rick, as he thrust himself into me. I could see his brown cock in my arse. I watched , mesmerised, as Rick's cock slid in and out of my arse. It looked so hot and sexy. That's my arse, I thought to myself. My arse being fucked. The combination of watching my arse as it was fucked, along with feeling Rick's cock in my arse was almost overwhelming. We fucked like that for a long time, until I felt Rick's thrusting get more urgent. His breath speeded up, and he pulled me down onto his cock hard. He let out a low groan, and I concentrated on my arse. I could feel his cock throbbing in my arse. Then Rick went limp and lay on the bed. I pulled myself up, feeling Rick's cock squelch as it exited my arse. I turned and looked down at Rick, lying on the bed still panting softly. His shorts were around his ankles, and his shirt was pulled up, showing his flat, hard stomach. His cock, still half erect, lolled to one side. There was a large glob of cum attached to the glans. Rick looked up at me. "Give it a kiss," he said. Before I could stop myself, I leaned down and licked the cum off the head or Rick's cock. His cum tasted different from the previous times he had cum in my mouth. "You like the taste." It was a statement, not a question. I nodded. We sat a bit longer, talking. It was almost midnight when I finally left. I snuck out the same way I had come in, through the window. I had barely reached the street when I heard a noise behind me. I turned, and saw Rick coming after me. "I'll walk you part of the way," he said. We walked down the road in silence. Just before we got to my house there was a small public garden, with a few swings and slides for children to play on. Rick pulled me aside into the garden. We stood in the shadow of a climbing frame. "What about another quick blow job, Sam?" Rick said. I knelt down, obediently, not caring about how exposed we were. Rick pulled his shorts down just enough to expose his erect cock and balls. I took his cock into my mouth, and sucked it. Rick just stood there, hands on my shoulders, and allowed me to suck his cock at my own pace. I opened my own trousers, and masturbated while I sucked Rick's cock. After a few minutes of sucking his cock, Rick pushed my head back. I released his cock, and looked up at him. Rick gripped his cock in his fist, and masturbated. I looked at his cock as he jerked on it a few times. With no warning , a spurt of cum shot out of the tip of his cock, and hit my upper lip. I opened my mouth, and another few jets of cum hit my tongue. Rick pulled his trousers up, and patted me on the head. "Take care, Sammy boy," he said. "I'm gonna miss you, my little cocksucker." He turned and was gone. I remained there on my knees, playing with my cock. I thought about how I had just sucked Rick's cock in a public park in full view of anyone who passed by. Had we been seen by anyone? Thinking about it made me feel naughty and a bit slutty, and I was a bit surprised to find that it turned me on more. I fantasised about people walking past, and stopping to watch us, as I jerked off until I had my own orgasm.