Date: Sun, 09 Jul 2023 20:52:06 +0000 From: Art Subject: Dex and I Hook Up In Class C-2 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org Emails answered at acgib1943@protonmail.com Dex and I Hook Up In Class C-2 My classes before lunch went nowhere. My body tingled from what Dex and I did during our first hour class. I had fucked my friend. Holy shit, I had my first ass. I lost my virginity in my first hour and to my best friend. Was he my boyfriend? After what we did, he should be. My body tingled, remembering my dick sliding inside him. I kissed a boy. I had my tongue in his mouth and loved it. That was my first ever kiss other than mom. I held his slim, muscled, naked hips with my hands. I held his cock at the moment of Dex's release. Me, a boy jacking another boy. My mind lost itself in the myriad of actions and feelings assailing me all morning. I approached the cafeteria. Dex waited at the door. I zeroed on his lips. My tongue had licked them. My mind flicked to his neck. I saw a mark. Holy shit. The mark was red and right where I had sucked as I blew my load inside him. I felt myself hardening as I neared my friend. "You happy?" Dex looked at me, rubbing that spot. I put it there. I felt possessive. "You gave me a hickey, dork." I giggled. "Giggle all you want. Saturday I will put hickey's all over you. I want to mark your naked body. You will be me mine, big guy. Oh, you are going to get it." At the words "Big guy" my cock sprang into full, hard arousal. I knew my shorts showed my condition. Dex looked and laughed. As we turned to enter the food line, he brushed the back of his hand across it. I moaned. "Quit doing that, jerk." "Wait until we are at the table." He chortled. "Not in here." Before he could answer, Comy sidled next to me. Dex and I were friends with him since first grade. He always joked around, and now he was in full-on play mode. "Hi B.J. How's it hanging?" He looked at me. "OMG. You got a major tent. You get some pussy and you are still hard?" "My name is Billy, jerk wad. Billy Jones. Don't call me B.J." "Aww! You got some. I can tell by that look. Where did you do her? You didn't do her in school. Did you?" "Shut up." I hissed. The weakness of my protest encouraged him. "Max," Comy called to another one of our friends who walked over. "B.J. got some today in school." By now, we had exited the line and made our way to a table. Dex chose a seat close to me so his bare calf rested against mine. The jerk bounced his lightly haired leg so softly; I felt the sensations shoot straight to my groin. Then, on a pretext of picking up a dropped napkin, he leaned down. One hand rested on my thigh close to my six inches. The jerk. He squeezed me and put his index finger against my tip before pulling himself up. I could not stop the moan that escaped me. "B.J. You still remembering that pussy. Come on, tell us. Where did you take her? I bet Dex knows. You guys are good friends. Did he tell you, Dex?" My look must have given me away. That and the moan. "OMG." Comy breathed. "You did her in a classroom. Where? Which one? Dex, do you know where he had her?" I figured Dex would shake his head, denying knowledge. Instead, in a low voice, he said. "Yep. I know where he did it." Then the big jerk put his hand on my thigh, casually, appearing like two friends being nice. His index finger brushed against my raging hardness. I hissed. "Shut up. You promised not to tell." Dex ignored me. "Billy here described what happened. He told me he got harder than ever when he entered her. He described how deep he went before he spermed." "Who'd you do?" Comy asked. "You didn't use protection?" I looked at Dex. "I told you not to say anything. Well, if you must hear about it, Comy. She was on the pill. She rubbed me, then lowered her panties and hiked up her skirt, moving to sit on my lap. Then she lowered herself. My entire cock entered her. She started riding me. I stroked her pussy. Then I kissed her and sucked the sweat on her neck. I think I gave her a hickey. She begged me to push deeper, as deep as I could. Her pussy leaked as she pleaded for my sperm. She kept saying, "Deeper. Fuck me." She totally lost herself on my dick. Just as my release left me, she came, her juice coated my fingers. We held still for a few. Then we dressed and left the room." I finished. My friends were breathing hard. Comy and Max had their hands below the table. I saw movement down there. Both boys were panting. Their faces were flushed. "Max, I got to get off. Let's go to the locker room." Comy's words were barely audible. "You shit B.J. You got us turned on." "Your fault, guys." I followed them with my eyes. I heard Dex breathing funny and turned my head. His lips were parted. "I gotta have you, now." "Now? Here?" "No, you jerk. The gym locker is empty during lunch. We can fuck there." I felt a little hurt hearing him use that word for the loving we did. "We made love, Dex. Love." We emptied our trays and hurried through the long empty hall leading to the locker room. Even though my cock had been inside Dex's hole first hour, I craved being there again. Inside the locker room would be safe. We entered. No surprise! Max sat on a bench, his pants on the floor as he stroked himself. Comy sat on the opposite bench, only he was nude and stroking. They barely looked at us. They were so into jacking. Dex shucked his shorts as he claimed a bench and bent over it. He spread his butt cheeks. "Get me wet." He pleaded. I stared at it. "How?" "Spit in my hole." I gave one last glance to our two friends watching us and stripped nude. Dex's hole had a circle of skin that closed, hiding his opening. What was that? A tiny flow of liquid exited his opening. That must be my juice from earlier. I stared, stroking myself, watching his hole spasm, expelling more of my seed. My cock got so hard. I wanted Dex's hole. I pushed my tip to the pucker, now expelling more seed. "Fuck me, Billy. Damn it now. Get that cock inside me." Dex's hips wriggled. I pushed. I slid in with no resistance. Shit, he was slippery. His hips thrust against my intrusion. "Hold by cock, stroke it. Faster. Push your cock deep. Stroke me. Fuck me." Dex was a mess of conflicting directions. I bent over his back, my torso contacting his sweaty skin. I felt pressure around my shaft. My lips latched onto his neck, all the while stroking the boy I was loving. From a distance, I heard. "Holy fuck. That's so friggin' hot. I increased my thrusting speed. Dax gave a steady stream of moans and "Fuck me's." His cock was hard and pumping in my hand. I sucked his neck, moaning his name. "Deeper, Billy. Fuck me. I need you, now." I did my best, pushing and tugging as I neared my second climax and my second fuck. Our bodies slick with our sweat slid against each other's, increasing our pleasure. I wanted Dex so much. My lust overwhelmed me. He was mine and I would have him, only me. With a last thrust, I bottomed in him and my sperm shot. I was a mess kissing and jacking my best friend. He stiffened, throwing his head back against mine. I twisted it to kiss him. Eventually our breathing calmed, though I still locked us in our embrace, kissing. I felt myself soften. I released Dex. He turned, his eyes glistening. Shit, this was my second time loving him in half a day. "We better shower. Lunch period will be over soon." Cody and Max sat open-mouthed, watching. They had seen our intimacy. I took Dex's hand, leading him to the showers. When we had dressed, Cody said. "I'm blown away. I do not know what to say." "Don't say anything. Keep your mouths shut." Dex told the two. We left them to themselves. In the hall, Dex asked. "Still Saturday?" Oh, yeah. Want you, buddy." Donate at http://donate.nifty.org Support these efforts. C-3 cumming in a while. I answer mail at acgib1943@protonmail.com