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*True story--told to me by a friend in high school. Enjoy.*
I was trying to surreptitiously scratch my balls over my sweatpants in Spanish class when I caught him looking at me. The short, dirty blonde guy named Jackson something. He was known as the gay kid. He was the only gay kid at our school and he was a pretty cool guy. He spoke a little feminine, which I found weird, but it was easy to bond with him as we both liked to talk shit about Señora Mulligan, the Spanish teacher. She basically spoke Spanish with a midwestern accent. I guess that's what you get when you go to public school in Bozeman, Montana.
I pulled my hand away, a little embarrassed at being noticed pawing at my manhood in public, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him return his gaze forward. Gay dude must like looking at my crotch, I thought to myself. I got a little excited at the idea, but let it float away.
When we were put into groups for an oral assignment, Jackson tapped me on the shoulder and raised his eyebrows. I gave him a thumbs up. He was as good a partner as any.
We faced our desks together and started reading and responding in the little conversational exercises. I noticed his feet kept tapping mine and he was smiling sort of awkwardly. Since I'm really tall at 6'4", and I have some thick muscle from wrestling and water polo, I just thought my sprawling legs were in the way. But, whenever I moved them, I found he was subtly following them and tapping again.
"What're you doing?" I asked him plainly.
"Nothing." He said, but his coy smile remained, and he put his foot back on mine.
The little gay boy has a crush on me, I thought to myself, flattered. This boost to my ego was kind of nice. I pushed his foot away again and continued on with the exercises. The class continued without anything noteworthy, until we stood up from our desks, which were now pushed together.
Just as Jackson knelt down to pick up his backpack from the floor between our desks, I stood up from my seat and whacked him right in the face with an obscene erection in my pants.
"Oh shit, sorry!" I said quickly and sat back down. Even though the bell had rung, I had a problem in my stupid fucking sweatpants. Why the fuck did I wear these? I cried internally.
Jackson seemed dazed from the incident, but after a moment of shock, said "No worries, man. See you later." He left, and I waited fruitlessly for my boner to disappear, until I decided to just tuck it up into my waistband (a sloppy and failure-prone technique in my experience), and hold my backpack in front of my cock for good measure. I headed out and went to my locker. Maybe I shouldn't have been surprised, but Jackson was waiting for me when I got there. I nodded to him and opened my locker. My boner had gone down enough for me to let down my guard a bit.
"Hey," said Jackson, a bit energetically.
"Hey," I responded, waiting for him to tell me what he wanted.
He paused for a second, and blurted out, "Would you wanna hang out after school? I could give you a ride home." His face turned red, like he was embarrassed to ask. I smiled at the guy, knowing he was pretty shy, and that he was stepping out of his boundaries a bit.
"I have practice." I said, and looked at him in the eye. He looked down for a second. I remember thinking it was kind of funny how he was acting with this little crush on me. It was even kind of, like, cute? Maybe?
"Can you drive me home after?" I asked. He perked up a bit and smiled at me.
"I'll grab you at 4." He said, then bounced off, shaking his little butt like a happy raccoon who just stole a biscuit off the table.
After practice, I was chatting with some of the guys.
"Bro none of us showered today," said Ricky, "We're gonna be rank."
"I'm just gonna shower at home," I said, "Don't wanna stun the community with my giant cock and fat ass." I wiggled my crotch at him in my sweatpants.
The guys rolled their eyes, and I turned to see Jackson waiting for me in his pickup truck. It was a pretty cool, dark red F-150.
"There's my ride," I said, and walked away from the guys.
When I got to his truck, Jackson smiled and I got in. He seemed less nervous than before, and actually kind of excited to hang out, even if it was just driving me home. We chatted about Spanish class, our incompetent teacher, and bullshit gossip that was going around the school.
"Did you hear Jess M. gave a guy a blowjob in the middle of Geometry class last year?" I asked him.
"Yeah," he said, "I saw the video they took too."
"Yeah me too, but you couldn't see anything."
"Still" he said, shaking his head, "Pretty wild. I respect her for that."
"Me too, honestly," I said, "and I'd give anything for her to blow me."
"Been a while?" He asked, gesturing to my cock.
I chuckled and said, "Yeah, actually. I had an on and off thing with Megan over the summer, but now she's seeing where things are going with Jayden. Sucks," I heard myself going on a tangent, but didn't stop myself, "I'd give anything for any blowjob to be honest."
"Well I saw what you were packing today, when it literally hit me in the face," he said, making me blush and wish I hadn't just said that, "you shouldn't have any problem in that department."
My cheeks burned but my ego was inflated. He's literally complimenting my cock--I always knew gay guys were gonna love me. I guess I let it get the best of me, because I groped my cock through my sweats and wiggled it a bit, sort of just to tease him, but I also got some blood flow in the area. This apparently emboldened Jackson as well.
"You really want a blowjob, don't you?" he asked, more of a statement than a question. I saw where this was going, and felt a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, but the excitement and bravado of being ogled won over. I started to get fully hard.
I looked at his face while he was still driving, and simply said, "I do."
His body literally convulsed slightly when I said that. This little guy driving a big truck was having the time of his life with my teasing, if it was even still teasing.
"Whip it out then." He beckoned me to continue the show.
Without saying a word, I pulled the front of my sweats down and hooked them under my balls. This made my balls look big and my cock stand up tall and strong, and it was my go-to for dick pics.
"Oh shit it's big," he said, as the smile dropped from his face, into a more serious, and nervous disposition. At this point we were on a sort of country road, nothing but trees in either direction for a couple miles. He quickly pulled onto a side road and stopped, then looked at me in the eyes, then down at my cock, which was now throbbing. I smirked, and waited for his next move.
He let his teen hormones take over, and he leaned across the center seat to grab my cock. I knew I was a sweaty mess after practice, and he stopped for a second and took a big whiff. It made me chuckle that he was smelling my junk down there, but he didn't hesitate much before opening his mouth and dropping his face down onto my log.
"Oh fuck," I said between quick breaths.
This definitely was not his first time. He went straight for the deep throat on the first drop of his head. He used both hands along with his mouth along my entire shaft, and he massaged my balls and taint as well. He pulled my sweats further down until they were at my ankles, then I kicked them off, never removing my cock from his mouth. With my pants off I could raise my knees and had more leeway to get my cock into him. I also became aware that my hole was showing when I lifted my legs. He grabbed my hand and put it on his head, so I pushed him down and made him bounce roughly on my cock. The car was full of the aroma of teen boy sweat, the musk of balls, and the sounds of slurping, slobbering and moaning. As I forced his slurping, oral fuckhole repeatedly down onto my large cock, I started to get to the edge really quickly and I pushed his head off me.
"I wanna edge for a bit." I said, and he dove down onto my balls with his mouth, his hand holding my cock by the base. I always kept my nuts smooth so it was just two large chicken eggs in a sac for him to play with. He tongued them and got them in his mouth. I lifted my legs to give him more access to my sack, but he decided to go lower and lick my taint, and then he ran a thumb over my asshole. It felt good so I pushed his head down to my ass, lifting my legs further and turning my body to face him. He took the hint and spread my cheeks and dug into me with his tongue, while digging a thumb into my taint repeatedly, giving me tingles up through my body. I used my feet and heels to pull his head in and mash it against my ass. I'd never felt a more pleasurable sensation, and my head was in another dimension. It was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. This dude in my class was worshiping me in such a degrading way, at least it seemed to me. He was clearly an experienced oral boy, as he accomplished this all from a weird angle. I was leaking precum like a faucet into my abs.
"I'm ready to cum." I said. He didn't miss a beat and returned to my thick, throbbing cock. He deep throated it rapidly and jerked me off at the same time. His hand did this amazing twisting motion that made me go crazy, and with the other he rubbed my asshole and probed it with his thumb. I didn't even warn him--when I got to the point of no return I just grabbed his head and forced him fully up and down on my cock furiously, and soon I was throbbing and cumming into his throat. He gagged but I held him down harder. When I let him go I was still throbbing a bit, and finishing off the best orgasm of my life. It was like I was having two orgasms at once in my cock.
I let him off me, and he leaned back into his seat and caught his breath. I saw he had a huge wet spot on his shorts that looked like cum. He saw me looking and said, "Precum." Apparently his precum volume is enormous. I was flattered that he made all that just while pleasuring me.
"You know," I said, "I always heard gay guys sucked better dick, but god damn bro."
"You should see what I can do with this," he said, and started to remove his pants, showing me his smooth, round ass and his bigger than expected boy cock and balls.
Wish I was sucking those balls and taking a full load from his throbbing cock…
JT