Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 13:33:13 +0000 (UTC) From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net Subject: Beating Off in the Media Center Beating Off in the Media Center Today it was my turn. I was going to beat off in the Media Center at school. I thought about doing it for the last two days. How did this come about? Of course, it was Robbie who started the whole thing. But, once he did it, all of us wanted to do it too. Maybe I should start from the beginning... We all go to M____ Middle School. We are in seventh grade. There are four of us – Robbie, Ryan, Henry and me; I am Pete by the way. Robbie, Ryan and I have known each other forever and Henry joined our gang last year. We have almost every class together and we play in both youth basketball and baseball leagues during the year. Robbie and Henry are the tallest and are the best at basketball, but Ryan and I are better at baseball, but you don't care about that, you just want to hear about the sex part. Okay, we've been showing dick since grade school and we started jerking off together, real jerking off, about a year ago. I had been doing it by myself before then and I am sure the other guys were too, but we really didn't do it together until Robbie, of course, flat out said in the woods one day when we were talking about sex, "Let's do it!" He whipped it out and started jerking and we joined in. Maybe you figured out that Robbie is the hyper one; he'll do the craziest stuff first. Maybe I should describe our group before I get to the school sex part of our story. Robbie, I'll start with him, is tall and thin with pale blue eyes and short blonde hair. His dick is long and thin, too. His dickhead is kind of blue and pointy. Henry, who is Asian, is tall which is weird since he is Asian. That isn't the weirdest thing, though; Henry has the biggest cock of all of us and to top it off, so to speak, Henry still has his foreskin. You can really notice Henry hanging in his warm up pants, his cock hangs down over three inches, which is pretty big for thirteen. His cock gets fat when he gets hard, but Henry isn't the longest, Robbie is at about six inches. Actually, Henry isn't the fattest either, Ryan is; thick, but short describes his dick, but we don't say it to Ryan because he is the strongest and most muscular of our group. His cockhead is really wide and his dick and balls are the darkest of our group, they are definitely brown. I kind of lost track of where we were so I'll speed this up: we all have black pubic hair, Ryan has the most; everyone but Henry is circumcised; we can all shoot jizz and Ryan shoots the most. Okay, back to beating off in the school Media Center; we never did this before. Well, we might have jerked off in the boy's room alone when we had to get relief, I did it once or twice, but we never did it when anyone else was around. So anyway, our school has a 25 minute period after the first two classes in the morning, three days a week, where we can go to get extra help from our teachers, we can go work in the computer lab or work in the Media Center. Well, it was Wednesday and Robbie, Ryan and I were looking through the book stacks, just goofing around, when Robbie pulls out a big thick art book with a bunch of pictures; of course we looked for the naked ones. Truth be told, there were some pretty hot pictures in there for being old paintings; there was a picture in there of a naked woman having sex with a goose! We all laughed at that one, but it was kind of hot. So we were making comments and I am starting to get some real wood and I am trying to hide it because we're in the Media Center and there are about fifty people in there and I don't want to be seen walking around with a boner. "Hey, Pete, it looks like you really like reading," Ryan joked. "Ha ha," I said sarcastically. "Mrs. Simmons would be proud that you like reading a good book." Mrs. Simmons was our English teacher. She was really old, like forty five or something. "Fuck you, Ryan," I shot back good-naturedly, but quietly, because we were in the Media Center. "I didn't know I was friends with a pervert, next thing you'll be whipping it out and jerking it in the library," Ryan goaded. "You can do it for me if you want to see it so bad," I shot back. "Hey Robbie, you heard that? Pete wants me to do him in the library." "I dare you to do it, Pete," Robbie challenged with a smile on his face. "No way! You're crazy, Robbie. You do it!" I retorted, trying to hold my voice down. "I'll do it," Robbie stated with certainty in a firm whisper. "What?" both Ryan and I asked almost at the same time. "Shhh! I said ... I'll jerk mine here, right now," Robbie repeated. Robbie flipped up the bottom of his hoodie to show he was fully boned up in his jeans and to prove his readiness to us both. "No way. Are you serious?" I asked dumb-founded. "Yeah, let's go back in the fiction section. You guys can cover for me." I couldn't believe it. I knew it was crazy and if we got caught, well, I didn't want to think about it, it was so crazy, but I didn't want to pass up the opportunity to see this. I was excited just by the idea. I looked at Ryan and he was grinning in disbelief. I must've looked the same. "C'mon, you guys, let's go before we run out of time," Robbie encouraged, turning towards the far reaches of the book stacks. Ryan and I followed on Robbie's heels to the relatively unfrequented fiction section. It was deserted. In the very back were a few carrels perpendicular to the wall. For those unfamiliar with a carrel, it is a desk that has tall sides to allow private study. Robbie went to the very last one and put the art book on top of the desk. "Okay, you guys stand near the wall and signal me if anyone is coming down the aisle, got it?" Ryan and I nodded in agreement. Robbie flipped the book open and found a naked picture. He lifted his hooded sweatshirt and unzipped his jeans. He pulled open the fly to his boxers and out popped his pointy hard cock! My boner jumped in my pants seeing my pal with his dick out in school. It was obvious that Robbie was turned on; his cockhead was a crimson purple and the tip was shiny wet with precum. Robbie dropped his sweatshirt down over his hand as he started stroking. All three of us looked around to see if anyone was wise to what was going on. We could see other students working at desks, talking, writing - no one was paying attention to us. I looked over at Ryan; he adjusted himself, his cock made a thick bulge in his Levis. Ryan's eyes sparkled as he watched Robbie. Robbie flipped the page in the art book to another picture and switched hands. Robbie lifted his shirt to show us his hand stroking his cock. We all smiled the smile of teenaged conspirators engaged in the forbidden. After a minute Robbie pushed the book out of the way, gave one last look around and informed us, "I'm going for it." Ryan and I gave each other a sideways glance and then we focused all of our attention on Robbie. Our masturbating schoolmate tilted his body more sideways to get his crotch out of sight behind the raised side of the carrel, lifted his sweatshirt up and pulled his erection downward. Lowering his head, Robbie concentrated on beating his meat in a tight grip. He intended to blow his load on the flat surface of the desk. I could see his pointy cockhead was a deep red against the light gray of the desktop. Suddenly, Robbie gasped and raised his head. "Ahhh ..." I looked down to see the end of Robbie's penis forcefully spurt white semen across the top of the desk. My boner jerked in sympathy; I didn't come, but if I could've pulled mine out I would've come in about a dozen jerks. "Unnggh!" Robbie tried to stifle his grunt. He watched himself shoot several more shots, jerking his rod once for each spasm. "Holy shit!" Ryan exclaimed in disbelief, a little too loudly. "Shhh!" I admonished. Robbie shook his penis to flick the drip of come off the end of his still-stiff dick and then maneuvered his length into his boxers and zipped up. "Get me a sheet of notebook paper," Robbie demanded. Ryan reached into Robbie's spiral and ripped out a sheet and handed it to him. Robbie tried to mop up his jizz, some of which hit the back panel of the carrel. Needless to say, notebook paper doesn't mop up too well and Robbie smeared his discharge around until it was almost dry. Ryan and I cracked up at Robbie's efforts. "Shut up," Robbie enjoined, but he was laughing himself. After mopping up, Robbie stuck the balled up paper in his hoodie pocket and wiped his hand off inside as well. Since it was near the time to change to our regular classes we went toward the main area of the Media Center and disposed of the evidence in the big trash can next to the computers. Both Ryan and I stood with our books in front of crotches waiting for the bell to ring. All three of us had big grins on our faces and, two of us, boners in our pants. After watching Robbie jerk off in the Media Center, it was hard to walk down the hall to my math class. My iron-hard boner went back and forth in my briefs in a wet pool of slimy precum. It took over fifteen minutes for my rod to go down. I had to wait until I got home to masturbate, but as soon as I got in the door I went up to the bathroom and busted my nut in about two minutes flat thinking about Robbie whipping it out and blowing his spunk in the Media Center. I jerked myself again in bed that night thinking about it before I went to sleep. I found out the next day that Ryan couldn't wait and had gone to the school lavatory at the beginning of the following class and had taken care of his pressing problem in a toilet stall. Well, the next day we talked about our adventure between ourselves and after debating the risks involved it was decided that Ryan and I would each do it too. We flipped a coin and I lost, or won, depending how you look at it; Friday was going to be my turn which brings us back to where the story started... When I dressed for school Friday morning in jeans and my baggiest hooded sweatshirt, I boned up just thinking about what was to come later that day. As a matter of fact, I think had a boner off and on through my morning classes. Robbie and Ryan kidded me before school. "Ready to bone up on your reading?" I was. I was looking forward to doing it. When it came time to go to the Media Center I was getting nervous. When we got there we ran into Henry. When he asked, "What's up?" we all cracked up. Robbie explained what was going on and Henry said, "No way!" We assured him it was true and after Robbie went to get the art book, all of us went back into the fiction stacks. My dick wasn't hard, but I could feel the heat in my cotton briefs as my balls and cock were "on edge" and ready to perform. Robbie put the art book down in the carrel, page open to the naked stuff, and I stepped up to the desk with my hip near the upright divider. I looked around to make sure that no one else was paying attention. "We'll keep a look out," Robbie gave encouragement and the other guys nodded in agreement. My mouth was dry and I gulped before committing to do the dirty deed. Lifting the front of my hoodie I reached down and unzipped my jeans. Henry giggled, but Ryan poked him in the ribs to get him to shut up. I reached in to pull my dick out my underwear and felt the sticky leakage on the tip. Slipping it out, I glanced over at my friends; they were grinning and looked pretty excited. I grinned back and started yanking my rubbery weiner. I was hard in about ten seconds. I surveyed the media center – no threats loomed. Dropping my hoodie down over my hand so it would hide the tell-tale movement, I turned my attention to the book. There was a picture of a woman with long blonde hair in a giant clam shell fingering her cunt while another couple watched and groped – weird, but hot. My balls itched. I flipped the page and there were pictures of statues. There was a big picture of a naked guy just standing there naked with his junk out; I gave a long glance at his balls, but turned the page after a second so the guys wouldn't think I was a homo. The next page had the drawing of the woman fucking the goose. I could feel my rod get harder and I gave a slight grunt because it turned me on to see a picture of her fucking an animal. I glanced up to see if my friends noticed this; I was worried that they might think I was a pervert. I didn't have to worry. I could see they were all into my public jerk off. Henry's still-hanging (but barely) cock was pushing the front of his track pants out, it was really noticeable. I jerked mine with a tighter grip thinking of his size; it was really wide. I wish I had one that thick. Robbie's blue eyes were dancing when I looked over, he was worked up. Ryan had a look of concentration on his face. He was fully erect and bulging in his pants. I felt a tightening in my balls thinking of Ryan's stout, hard phallus. I was getting close. My chest was constricted and I was tensing up. I gave a quick look around the Media Center to see if there was any danger, but I couldn't really concentrate; I knew I had to get release. "I'm going to shoot," I declared. I could see my friend's heightened attention. I pushed the book out of the way so I wouldn't bust my nut on the pages. I lifted my hoodie and held it up with my left arm. I used my thumb and two fingers on my right hand to point my cock into the carrel and really started jerking fast. I grimaced painfully as I tried to get my stiff boner to squirt. "Unnh...," I exhaled in lust, almost too loud, but I caught myself just in time. I felt the point of no return. I pushed my hips forward into the carrel, my butt clenched in my jeans. I looked down at my gaping pee hole and held my breath. "Shhh...," I struggled to hold back the dirty epithet. I spurted. One big watery jet shot far out onto the desk top. Then, another - but not as much and not as far this time. The third was just a drop, but my spasms didn't stop. Somewhere far off I could hear my friend's expressions of approval. I finally let go of my twitching penis and took a breath, I felt like I was going to pass out. "Fuuck ..., " I exclaimed in ecstatic relief. Henry giggled. Robbie said, "Welcome to the club!" I was pleased. Hell, better than that, I was feeling great. I put my still-hard "five" back into my pants with some difficulty, zipped up and covered myself with my sweatshirt. "Look at his jizz," Henry commented to Ryan with a touch of admiration in his voice, not so much because of the amount, but because it was on a desk in school. "Nice job, Pete," Ryan complimented. "How are you going to get rid of the evidence?" Henry asked. I had thought ahead and with a flourish pulled out some tissues. I mopped up my watery squirts and tucked the tissues into my kangaroo pouch. Robbie took the art book back and then we all hung around the back of the Media Center for five minutes or so. One reason we didn't go up front right away was both Ryan and Henry had some serious wood in their pants. Henry was really having difficulty hiding it because he had track pants on, but both had problems walking out of the Media Center with their books in front of their crotches. I found out later that Ryan made another visit to the boy's room in the next class to take care of business. Before we left it was agreed that Ryan was next, he wanted to do it, and Henry said he might do it too. Well, that's the story of our beating meat in the Media Center. I hope you enjoyed reading about it, we certainly enjoyed doing it. All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2012. Please support Nifty with a nice contribution. Also, please look for my "lost" story, "Why I Turned Gay" in the prolific authors directory.