Date: Thu, 19 Jan 2006 18:42:32 +0000 From: Pink Panther Subject: 'The Running Boy' Chapter 11 The story below is a work of erotic fiction. If reading erotic material is illegal where you live, please leave this page now. If you are under age to be reading this type of material, please leave this page now. This story contains scenes of sexual interaction involving under-age boys. If this is not what you wish to read, please leave this page now. Feedback is more than welcome and I always respond to it. It's great to know that people are actually reading what I've written! The story has now reached the halfway point. I would be most interested to hear what you think of the story so far. Please e-mail thoughts, observations and constructive criticisms to pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk I will reply as soon as I can. CHAPTER ELEVEN Martin's pretty quiet at the best of times. Today he's even quieter than usual. We complete our training run; he hardly says a word to anyone. We head back towards the dorm. "Martin, what's the problem?" I ask him. "Nothing. Really." He pauses. "Jocelyn told me he doesn't want me hopping into bed with him any more." "Why? What happened?" "He's got a boyfriend. Seems the school captain's take a fancy to him." "Mark Wainwright? Wow!" "That's the one! Now I wouldn't want to go upsetting him, would I?" "Suppose not. Shit! I know you said lots of the senior boys would like to go with him; I never thought it'd be the school captain!" "Yeah, and it looks like you'll have a boyfriend pretty soon, if you haven't already. I suppose you won't want to do anything then." "How did you know?" I ask. "Last Thursday, when we were doing those strides, I saw him watching us, that guy from the soccer team. Then you smiled at him and he smiled back. Afterwards you had a shower. You didn't need a shower; we hadn't been running that hard." "D'you think anyone else noticed?" I ask apprehensively. "I shouldn't think so. I know the score so I was watching; I don't think anyone else knows you're gay." "Let's hope not; I don't want it getting all round the school. I wouldn't mind still doing stuff with you; I guess I know you better than Jocelyn does, with us running together so much. Not every night, but a couple of times a week, maybe. I guess it'll depend whether Jake's cool with it or not." "Jake, huh?" "Yeah, Jake Lawrence; he's captain of the soccer team." "Cool! Just remember what I told you! And thanks." "Well, we're mates, aren't we?" I grin at him. "Shit! Your right hand's not much company, is it?" He grins back. "You're right, there!" 0 o 0 o 0 o 0 Meet him in the library after supper, that's what he told me. Seven o'clock I stroll along there, trying to stop my heart from pushing its way out of my chest. Jake's sitting at one of the tables, working, or at least that's what it looks like. I take a book from the shelves and sit down opposite him. At first he appears not to notice me, but after a few moments he looks up and smiles. He checks to make sure nobody's watching and pushes a piece of paper across the table. I pick it up and hide it in the book. The next thirty seconds seems like five hours. Finally, I turn to the page where I hid the piece of paper. It says: "Follow me when I leave. Take your time and stay ten yards behind me." I fold the paper and slip it into my blazer pocket. For a few minutes Jake continues working. At last he closes his books and gets up from the table. I wait for him to leave then return my book to its place on the shelf and follow him out. Nobody's noticed a thing. I spot Jake walking slowly down the corridor that leads to the quadrangle. I follow on behind him. As soon as he's outside the building he speeds up, walking smartly to a small back door that leads to the area where the senior boys' rooms are. He immediately goes inside, allowing the door to close behind him. For a moment I'm confused, not sure whether to follow him or not. Then he reappears, giving me another blast of that beautiful smile, beckoning me to join him. I quickly follow him into the building and up the stairs. At the top he turns directly to his right and unlocks a door, ushering me inside. He locks the door behind us. Suddenly I feel rather small and very nervous. It's just come home to me that I don't really know Jake at all. He seems very nice, but is he really? Oh fuck! I hope this isn't going to be a horrible mistake! "It's pretty cool having this room," Jake says quietly, "not having to pass anyone else's gaff to get here." I smile nervously at him. He points to the armchair. "Make yourself comfortable," he tells me. "D'you want a drink? We've got lime juice or coke." "Coke please," I say, almost too nervous to get the words out. He takes a bottle from the small fridge in the corner of the room and pours out two glasses. He hands one to me then sits down on the bed. "So you're settling in okay?" he asks. "Yes, thanks!" I see your team won the Oaklands Relays last Saturday. That must have been a good performance." "Yeah; everyone ran really well, it was great." "From the results I saw on the notice board we only won by three seconds and you ran last leg. That sounds pretty exciting." "Yeah, I had a lead of over half a minute when I set off but I had this kid chasing me, Tim Marchant. He's a year older than me and really good. He caught me but he couldn't get away and I outsprinted him at the end." "Wow! Well done! It must be pretty special, beating somebody like that." "I had to do it; the other guys had built up such a big lead. I couldn't let them down. The other team cocked up though." "Yeah?" "They had a really fast sprinter too, faster than me, but he ran on Deon's leg." "Deon? Is that D. McInnes? Is he in your year?" "Yeah; he won the Prep Schools at the end of last season." "Right! I thought I hadn't heard of him before. Where did you finish in that?" "Sixth. I had a bad run that day; one of my team mates beat me." "Has he come here?" "I wish! He wanted to, but his dad wouldn't let him." He looks at me quizzically. "Boyfriend?" he enquires. "Sort of." "Sort of?" Yeah, well it's a bit difficult to explain. About a year and half ago, I'd just started wanking off, you know. There was this other kid in our dorm called Luke. He was a little bit taller than me, but a lot bigger and stronger, big down there too and he already had hair on his dick. He was so fit! I used to wank myself stupid thinking about him! Then a few weeks later we had this wanking party in the middle of the night. We had to pair up and wank each other off. Well, I managed to pair up with Luke; it just went on from there." "Sounds wonderful! So where's he now?" "Got a scholarship to Westhorpe." "Cool. But he's not the boy you were telling me about, right?" "Yeah, that's right. Shelby was in the running team and it turned out he was really disappointed I'd paired up with Luke instead of him. He was really fit too, so I ended up doing stuff with both of them. Sounds like I'm a real slut, doesn't it?" "Not at all. I think there was probably a lot more to it than sex." "Yeah! I loved Luke to bits, and Shelby. I was happy for Luke because he's brilliant at sport and he really wanted to go to Westhorpe, but Shelby wanted to come here only his dad made him go to the school he went to. They haven't even got a running team there! That sucks!" "Yeah; that's sad. And you haven't met anyone here to replace them?" "No. There's a boy in my dorm who's in the cross-country team. We've done stuff together, but it's not the same. It's just sex. He even says he's not gay." "Right! This would be the boy who was hitting on Jocelyn, yeah?" "How d'you know about that?" "Mark told me. Mark and I have been friends since we started here. You know Mark and Jocelyn are together?" "Yeah, Martin told me. He said that was why Jocelyn didn't want him hopping into bed with him anymore." "Well, there was more to it than that. Jocelyn said all Martin wants is a quick fuck." "Oh! Well that's right, I guess. I don't mind really; I mean Martin's a mate, with us running together a lot. He says he runs better if he can get his rocks off. It's just that when I used to have sex with Luke or Shelby I'd feel absolutely brilliant afterwards, you know, really happy and feeling like I could do anything. It's just not like that with Martin." "So you're looking for a bit more." "Yeah, I guess." "And is that what you're doing here?" "Yeah." He taps the bed next to where he's sitting. "Come here." I go and sit next to him. He gently puts his arm round me. It suddenly hits me that all my nerves have gone. He's taken things so easy; there hasn't been a hint of him being in a rush to get into my pants. I feel totally relaxed. I look right into his eyes; they're large and brown, the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. "You are gorgeous!" he whispers. "I wasn't sure I'd meet anyone like you; I was hoping I would, then there you were. I've been waiting for this since I first saw you at the soccer match." Our lips meet in a delicious, passionate kiss. His aroma is completely intoxicating; the same boy-smell that Luke has, but stronger and more mature. Wow! There's no way this is a mistake. Jake is everything I want; I just know he is! Since I went to Luke's house back in the holidays I've been waiting to meet someone who could make me feel special like this; now I have. I didn't think it would be someone like Jake, but I guess things don't always turn out like you expect them to. Slowly and sensuously we undress each other. He's still not rushing things; I guess he wants to enjoy these moments just as much as I do. We're both down to our boxers. My cock's rock hard and throbbing like crazy. From the bulge out front I can see that he's hard too. He smiles and ruffles my hair. "You are so beautiful!" he breathes. "Mark's in the room next door so we don't have to be totally quiet, but we can't make too much noise, okay?" "Yeah, cool!" We gently remove each other's boxers. Jake's dick is about the same thickness as Luke's but an inch or so longer, and he's got a very long foreskin; even now he's fully hard it covers about half the head. I reach out and fondle it. He does the same to me, his touch strong but sensuous; total perfection. We lie back on the bed, snuggling up together. Our lips meet in another awesome kiss, Jake's tongue running eagerly over my teeth. Since Jake first spoke to me outside the changing rooms I've dreamed of being with him like this. It's not just everything I expected it would be; it's more, far more, bigger, better, transporting me off to a planet I didn't even know existed. He begins to work his way down my body, his tongue working overtime, first one nipple then the other, slowly licking his way down to my tummy button, his tongue pushing right into it before moving down again. I lie there, gasping like I do when I've just finished a race. I'm so far off on it I hardly know which day it is. He moves on again, past my cock, licking between my legs and all over my balls. My breathing gets even shorter. I moan quietly; this is so good I don't want it to stop, ever. He licks along my shaft and all over the shiny, purple head. I gasp audibly. Finally he goes down on me, my cock engulfed in his warm, wet mouth. I squirm; I just can't help it, the sensations are so awesome, so intense. He begins to suck with a slow, sensuous rhythm, his tongue continuing to do its work. His hand slides down between my legs, his finger tickling my boy-hole. The intensity increases so much I can hardly breathe. Shelby gave amazing blow-jobs but Jake's in another league completely. He lets me go and snuggles up next to me, licking my nose and gently ruffling my hair. My breathing slowly returns to normal. "Wow!" he whispers. "You are beautiful! So what would you like to do?" "Whatever you want!" "No," he insists. "Tell me what you want." "Why?" "Because I don't want to screw this up, that's why! Mark and I used to be boyfriends. It was great except that we both liked to be, you know, on top. Then a couple of years ago I realised I was attracted to younger boys; I think we both did. We didn't have the chance to do anything about it then, but I knew that some of them went with senior boys. So last year when we moved into year twelve and got our own rooms I wanted to see if I could find a boy like that. Well, after a few weeks I did. Funny, he was a runner too. His name's Philip." "Shit! Not Philip Walters! He's really cute! Fuck! I'd no idea he was gay!" Jake licks my nose again. "He'd probably say the same about you." "So what happened?" "A couple of things really. I wasn't in the top year then, of course. A couple of the older guys got jealous because I had a cute boyfriend and they didn't. They used to hang around my room and make remarks when I brought Philip back. He got pretty paranoid about it; thought these creeps were going to get us into trouble. But the other thing was my fault." "Yeah?" "Philip had been sucking guys off for ages, but he'd never been fucked. I talked him into letting me do it. The first time it hurt him a lot, but instead of backing off I kept talking him into it. After a few weeks he told me he'd met somebody his own age that he really liked, so that was it; I lost him. I want to make sure I don't make that mistake again." "You're awesome!" I whisper. "Most guys wouldn't have to guts to admit they'd screwed up like that. Well, what I really want is to lick you and suck you like you just did, then I want you to give me the best fucking ever!" "Wow! Well I can handle that!" he breathes, his excitement clearly audible. "And after I've cum I want to suck you off!" "Cool!" I whisper, smiling back at him. "Don't touch my cock while you're fucking me then or I'll cum all over the place. You won't be able to have me on my tummy either." "No problem!" he assures me. I set to work. This is the first time that I've had sex at school that we haven't had to rush. I take my time liking Jake's nipples, so much bigger and more prominent than Luke's or Shelby's. Jake gently ruffles my hair as I work my way down his body. Wow! He is so fit! He slides his hand down my back and caresses my bum, his finger finally coming to rest on my pucker. He pulls it away; a moment later it returns, cold and slimy. He pushes it slowly into my bum, gradually working it deeper and deeper till he hits my prostate, sending a bolt of electricity through my cock. He pulls it back then thrusts it in again. My cock twitches wildly. I've reached my prize. I lick the part of the head that I can see then take it into my mouth, slowly pushing further and further down. It hits my tonsils. I manage to hold back the gag reflex and take it right down my throat, my nose burying itself in his thick pubic hair. "Oh! Oh yeah!" Jake gasps. "Go for it baby; that's awesome!" I suck on it slowly at first. Jake fingers my bum and strokes my hair. Gradually I speed up. Jake's breathing becomes ragged and noisy. I slow right down until I'm hardly moving. Jake quietens down. A second finger pushes into my bum. I speed up again, even more slowly this time, keeping myself tuned in to Jake's responses. After barely two minutes he's on the verge of cumming. I slowly pull off, give the large shiny head a final lick then let him go. We snuggle up together. "Wow baby, that was awesome!" Jake whispers. "Nobody's ever sucked me like that before!" "Cool! Are you ready then?" I ask eagerly. "Sure, if you are!" I reach down to my discarded trousers, pulling the condom that Martin gave me from the pocket. I rip the packet open with my teeth. "Do we really need that?" Jake asks. "Look Jake," I tell him, "I know you haven't been with many guys, and I suppose I haven't really, but our last night at prep school things got a bit out of hand. I spent the night in Shelby's bed. When we woke up some of the other kids were already doing stuff; almost all of them were awake. Anyway I got on all fours and Shelby fucked me. As soon as he'd finished this other kid called Julian, the one who set up the wanking party, he just stuck his dick up me and he fucked me too. He'd been with lots of guys; he'd even been fucked by a couple of the teachers. I think I'm okay but I can't be sure." "Shit! That is wild!" he says, eyes wideneing, clearly shocked by what we'd got up to. "I'm glad you told me. Fuck! I thought this place was pretty relaxed about that sort of thing! Let's do it then!" I roll the condom onto his dick. I get myself on all fours, knees wide apart, shoulders down, head resting on the pillow. Jake moves in behind me, his cock pressing against my boy-hole. I relax; he slips inside me. This is wild! This is the best! He holds me round the thighs and slowly pulls me onto him. He hits my prostate. I go into orbit round Planet Zog. He pulls back a couple of inches and pauses. Two seconds later he drives it forward again, slowly but relentlessly, thrusting into depths that even Luke never reached. After less than a minute I'm totally impaled on his cock, his pubic hair is pressed tight against my bum. He slowly pulls back at least five inches then thrusts it right back in again. He does it a second time, and a third and a fourth, building up to a strong, even rhythm, giving me everything he's got. Beads of perspiration appear on my forehead. Moments later I'm covered in it. Unbelievable! It just gets better! Five minutes pass. Jake's really going for it, slamming into me harder and harder. His breathing gets noisier with every thrust. I know he's very close. I am too. I have to stay relaxed, try to hold back. He tightens his grip around my thighs, burying his cock deep inside my bum. "Oh! Oh yeah! Nnng!! Nnng!! Nnnngg!!! Aaaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!" His cock swells and jerks inside me, his spunk spurting over and over into the condom. It's the wildest, most awesome fuck ever! Jakes breathing eases. He slowly withdraws, the condom making a popping sound as it comes out of my bum. He turns me onto my back and goes straight down on me, sucking my dick like the world's about to end. I'm so horny I'm there in a matter of seconds. My spunk spurts powerfully into Jake's mouth; he swallows every drop. He cleans my cock with his tongue and lets me go. Moments later he lies down next to me. "That was the best fuck in history!" I whisper right in his ear. "It was for me too!" he says, still breathing hard. "Fuck! That was awesome! You are the horniest, most beautiful kid on this entire planet!" I don't have an answer for him. Maybe he doesn't need one. I give him a big, sloppy kiss, my tongue pushing right into his mouth. It's the best answer I've got. He seems to like it. I check my watch. It's nearly eight o'clock; I've been here almost forty minutes. Forty minutes and I wouldn't have missed a second of it. But it's time to go; I don't want anyone asking about where I am. I give him a final peck on the nose and climb reluctantly back into my clothes. Five minutes later I'm back in my own part of the school and heading towards the dorm. I can hardly believe what Jake told me; Philip's gay too and he's got a boyfriend his own age! Is it Alex? It seems likely; they're always together. I'm going to have to ask him.