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This is a story of consensual sex between Gay High School Students, and how the main character gets used by his friends and others around his age. If this is inappropriate for your age or offends you, then go ahead and skip this one.
I'm going to be writing several chapters in this story, and I own only the characters I created and the scenario's that pop into my head. I will try and follow the stories as often as I can. Please feel free to contact me at krisw771@outlook.com. This story involves adventures in High School with high school students. M/M sex content ahead.
How I Found Out
Chapter 1
I'm still unclear how it fully happened, but it's graduation senior year, and all four of them decided it was time to tell me what had happened. And my mind is still spinning, and looking back, it all makes sense.
I guess maybe I should start with me. My name is Tony, and I am a lanky tall kid with dark brown hair that bordered on black, glasses as if I was blind as a bat without them. Usually in baggy pants that barely hung onto my waist, held up by only a belt that I had needed to cut new holes into so they could hold my pants up. I did have one scar above my left eye I'd gotten many years ago when I was with my friends and we were running through the park doing stupid kid things we probably shouldn't have been doing. I fell, hit a rock, and gave me a gash right above my left eye that I thought would look cool if it scarred. My friends suggested I rub dirt in it thought it wasn't that bad and I agreed, but I did get the cool scar out of it. I protected my friends when I was telling my parents, though my best friend came forward and told them he'd advised my not to run where there wasn't a path, and when I'd hit my head, he insisted I go straight to the hospital(after he finished laughing, though we both left that part out).
We had just entered high school, the beginning of our 9th grade year, and we were excited to begin a brand new chapter in our lives, middle school a thing of the past. The first few classes of the day passed with the normal teachers spouting their rules, and I was sure Matt, a lovable goofball who had hair red as fire, a handsome face covered in freckles, and a mischievous smile that made you want to go along with whatever crazy idea he could come up with, was going to take that as a challenge to break as many as he could, so it was gonna be a fun year with him sitting next to me in our first class. Second class didn't have any of my friends in it, but it was a writing class, so I was excited to have a class where my friends wouldn't distract me with shenanigans, even though they were always classic.
Third class was history, boooring, but my best friend Jason was in it with me. A shorter black haired guy who was growing very nicely into his looks. His hispanic roots always appeared when he was angry, but otherwise a very calm guy. His sharp green eyes looked like a hawk when he was studying you, and could always tell if you were lying. He had a good natured sense of humor mixed with a very adventurous side that kept things interesting. He always wore shorts, even when it was so cold you could feel that cold right down to your bones, which baffled all of us. Like me, he also hated history, so we both had passed notes back and forth since we were in elementary school. Trying to stifle a laugh when one of us wrote a joke(we had actually come up with our own language so if the letter was confiscated, no one would know what we were saying). He was very smart, like insanely smart for someone our age, but he frequently played dumb so the rest of us didn't feel so bad.
Lunch was always fun for us to spend time together, eat, and forget that school sucked so much. After the bell would ring, I would head to math with Luke and Todd as we both had the same class. Luke had transferred to our middle school, and had originally had trouble finding friends. Then I invited him into our group, and he was one of us instantly. Perhaps being the only black kid in a small middle school had made him nervous, but once all of us were friends, he came out of his shell, and was as crazy as the rest of us. He always had this air like he was too cool to be around, but without the arrogance that you would expect. A little taller than I was by like only an inch, though he never let me forget it, his brown skin looked amazing when he was swimming, which was the sport he excelled at.
Todd was a cocky kid who usually dared one of us to do something, then wouldn't follow suit, but say we were idiots who should have known he wouldn't. His bigger figure never bothered us, because we would dare him to do something crazy thinking he wouldn't do it, and then surprising all of us, he would. Like streaking through the park to dive into the local river. He was an enigma. Though we weren't sitting by each other, we would all meet eyes when the teacher was talking a thousand times a minute and writing furiously on the board, though it did always give me a good view of his ass in khaki's.
Our final class was gym class, my least favorite of all. It was hard being in the locker room, trying not to look at the guys, which I had just very recently realized I liked more than the girls. All five of us were in gym together, and I loved that we all got to goof around while pretending to care about whatever sport we were supposed to be practicing. But after a few weeks, we had to go into a classroom for our gym class. My first thought was, `Sweet! Dodgeball in a classroom will be lots of fun!' But, alas, it wasn't. Our teacher, Mr. Hallis had us sit down and tell us, "Okay kids, today is the beginning of our health class portion of the year. Ladies, you will go with Ms. Triss to another room and learn your lessons, the boys will stay here with me, and in a few weeks we will get together and discuss together what we have learned.
The weeks went by ever so slowly, and soon, we entered the last day before the merge of the two classes. Our teacher was again lecturing over the male anatomy, which I pretended not to care too much about, but was always sporting a woody under the desk. Mr. Hallis was in the middle of a sentence when his phone rang. He answered it, mumbled a few words about this being a bad time, then hung up his phone and looked at me. "Tony, you're needed in the principal's office." he instructed. I was glad my baggy shorts would hide the boner that I was currently sporting. I left the room pondering what this could be about.
I returned half an hour later, the class was empty except for my four best friends who were smiling ear to ear, and the teacher who had a fleeting look at them, turned, and I could swear he grabbed his crotch. But I was more interested in what he had said that had them all smiling like that. As we all left the room I couldn't help asking what had them all smiling that way, and they told me a dirty joke that had me rolling, and I understood why they were all smiling. Luke, Todd, and Matt walked away still laughing at the joke they had told. Once they had left Jason and I walking the hallway towards the bus, Jason casually asked me, "Tomorrow is Friday, are you still cool with a sleep over tomorrow night? I think it will be more fun than usual. How about your place this time?" and he turned around and walked backwards with me as I thought about what he had said. I hadn't actually counted on a full sleep over, as we hadn't had one since last year because he had said that sleep overs were for kids. But, I wasn't about to pass up a chance to catch a glimpse of his changing, or the occasional boner that has popped up at random. "Of course." I answered. He smiled and walked towards his bus after giving me what I could swear was a wink.
Friday crawled by at a snail's pace as I was continuously thinking about the sleep over tonight. What was that wink about? And what was gonna be more fun than usual? I kept trying to find Jason, but he was a ghost, and even in the class we were in together he wouldn't take any of my notes. He did write one that just said, "You'll see." Well that wasn't cryptic at all, I thought to myself. But he was gone the rest of the day, and when I asked my other friends, none would say anything. After a bit, I got Luke alone, and pressed as to why Jason hadn't been around. He shrugged his shoulders and just said, "He did the same thing any of us would do. I have to go, but I did talk to him, and he said he'll meet you at the bus ramp." Now I was confused, worried for Jason, and hating that I still had to get through one more class. And again, he wasn't there.
Finally the classes were over and I found myself speed walking, almost running to the spot where we used to always meet on the but ramp. I saw his silhouette and knew it was him, even though he wasn't facing me. I was only a few feet away when he turned around. His eye was black and a little swollen and I could tell his nose had been bleeding. "What the hell happened?" I asked. He gave a slight smile, and said, "I'll tell you in a bit. After we get off the bus." And while my mind was swirling with questions, I did know that he most likely missed class because he was in the nurse's office. And it was the longest bus ride to add to the longest day. We sat side by side on an overcrowded bus, and his leg kept bumping into mine with each bump on the road, and he kept talking as though nothing was going on.
Finally we were off the bus, and as we were walking to my house, I couldn't stand it any longer and had to ask, "Okay, so we're off the bus. What happened!? He shrugged his shoulders as he looked to the ground. I waited as patiently as I could, and just when I was about to burst and ask, he spoke up and said, "Someone said something really mean about you, and I wouldn't let him do that to you." I was a little surprised that he would do that for me, but before I could ask he continued, "Look, I don't care that you're gay, but No one is gonna call you those names on my watch!" I could see his eyebrows clenched in anger. I was in shock, I hadn't told him I was gay. How could he know? He looked at me and answered my thoughts like I had said them out loud with, "I've known for a while. Has it changed how I treat you? I'm not, but you're my best friend, so I'll always defend you." I was taken aback. Without knowing, my best friend had my back. "So, why Does a chicken cross the road?" he asked me. He was back to his crazy self, and we began talking as we usually did.
My dad was so happy that Jason was spending the night again that he got each of us a pizza. "Friends should stick together." was his only explanation. So Jason and I waited until we got the shout, "Lights out!" from my dad. Of course we were only gonna pretend to be asleep. After a bit of time had passed, Jason looked at me and whispered, "I found something from my dad's hidden drawer." Barely making a sound he crawled out of his sleeping bag wearing only his boxers and pulled out a dvd. I noticed some bruising along his side, but said nothing. He crept over to the tv, turned it on, and put the dvd in the player. Out of instinct I grabbed the remote and turned the volume all the way down. I could tell he was a little disappointed but he understood the need for caution. Suddenly there were lots of naked women on the screen, and even though I didn't want to see what these girls who might've gone wild wanted to do, he did, and he was enraptured with it.
After thirty minutes, I couldn't take any more. I said, "Okay, that's enough." I went to grab the remote, and I'm guessing he thought I might because he had reached for the remote too. He looked at me with that same look he always gave me when I knew it was gonna end with a wrestling match. Things really hadn't changed. I tried to pull the remote, he pulled too, and there we were trying to wrestle the remote, and this time I wasn't faking just to get him to pin me down. But here I was, pinned, I was on my back, and he had my arms pinned by his knees, and him sitting on my chest. He waved the remote right above my head teasingly. As much fun as this was, his legs pinning my arms was cutting off circulation to my hands, and him sitting on my chest was making breathing difficult. He leaned forward, I guess the movie had something interesting, I tried to free my arm, but he pinned my arm, and suddenly I couldn't see out of one eye.
His penis was Literally resting against my eye. I was in shock, but he didn't seem to notice that his dick had fallen out of his boxers and was really resting on my face, and I guess you could say I was cock-eyed. It had a slight curve to it, but it was still really hot to finally feel his dick instead of just casual glimpses. I felt his member flex, and involuntarily let out a groan, and that called Jason to look down. "Oh, shit! I'm so sorry!" he said. I could feel his precum leaking into my eye which burned like hell, but he didn't move except to move backwards and now his precum was coating my lips. His dick was growing, and I looked up at him, and I could see conflict in his eyes. Especially the bruised one. "Who am I gonna tell? I will always defend you." he stated. He was right, he had already taken a black eye and some bruising for me. What was he gonna say? `I took a beating for him, so I let him suck me off."? I parted my lips just a little, and his cock fell onto my tongue. I looked up at him with my one good eye, and I could tell from his look that he liked it, but if I said no he would pull out.
He looked back up at the porn, and I could feel his cock harden a bit more, now officially inside my mouth. Again I could tell he was unsure, but he was my best friend, `so here we go' I thought to myself as I closed my lips around his member. He moaned and again his cock flexed, but this time inside my mouth. Well, it was in, so, if I'm gonna be a cocksucker, I might as well do my best. I remembered what I had seen in porns before, and I started trying to get his cock into my mouth. "Try and suck on it, I know you can do it." he instructed me as he pushed more of his cock further into my mouth. Words of encouragement as his dick was filling further and further into my mouth was turning on. I could tell by the flexing of his taught legs he wanted to thrust, but he wasn't. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and I guess he felt that was an invitation because he thrust more of his growing dick in, and I realized he had reached my tonsils, but there was more to go, and I gagged a bit. He backed off a bit, but his dick was still filling my mouth, and I desired more.
He could tell I was game, because I hadn't pushed him off, and started pushing more. I could feel the head of his penis pressing against the top of my throat as he started going in and out. As he continued, his cock swelled in width and I was starting to have trouble opening my mouth wide enough. At only fifteen his dick was stretching my mouth at least as thick as a banana, and about as long, but he was my best friend, and I wanted to do this for him. He began pistoning his cock into my mouth, and again I gagged a bit. He looked down at me and without removing his dick from my mouth when he said, "You have to want to. I'm your best friend, I know you can do this." He had faith in me, and I wasn't going to let him down. I refocused on my sucking, and then he whispered, "Do you think you can get it in your throat? I hear that is when it's best." I was nervous that I couldn't, and he whispered again, "You don't have to, but I believe you can." Now I was Determined. I wasn't gonna let my best friend down. He pushed in and out faster than I could catch a breath, but his hands gripped the back of my head, and shoved his cock so far that it entered my throat. Now I really couldn't breathe, I was about to pull back when he said, "It is so much better! I'm gonna cum soon, will you allow me to shoot down your throat?" I could tell his inquiry was more of a heads up as he shoved his cock in just to the entrance of my throat, and I felt his cock pulse, and I felt and tasted a flood of a salty sweet taste, a lot like chocolate and caramel.
I felt three full pumps down my throat, I swallowed, he started pulling back out, I felt at least one shot in my mouth, and then he was out of my mouth and the next shot landed in my other eye, one across my nose, and one more that started on my lips, and the rest into my mouth. He shuddered a few times, and sat back on my chest, and his cock was still hard. I was catching my breath when he asked, "Are you up for another round?" Again I could tell he was merely trying to see if he was pressing his luck. It tasted very sweet, and I had longed for this for as long as I could remember. I saw a pearly glisten on the tip of his dick. It was a little awkward, especially since his precum and cum were making sight an issue. But he leaned forward until his dick was right above my mouth. "Stick your tongue out." is all he said, and I did. His eyes were locked with mine as he put the head of his dick right on tip of my tongue, depositing his precum right there. My dick was beginning to poke our of my boxers, and I'm guessing he took notice because he looked at it, then at me.
He grabbed a hunk of my hair, put his dick at the entrance of my mouth, and said, "Last chance to back out, I will go harder this time. My only response was to engulf the head of his dick with my lips, and he pushed back to where he had been, and was right back at my throat. This time while holding my hair he was changing between shoving in and out without regard, and going slowly. My mouth was hurting from the width that my lips were stretched around. Somehow without me realizing he had pushed his cock in further, and was now in my throat with every thrust. He slowly pulled out, even though he was still hard, he was done for now. His dick softened, and after a minute he got off of my chest. I sat up, he shook his hands through my hair as if I was 5 and said, "Thank you! I'm sorry I got a little rough there, I swear I didn't mean to." I sat up and shrugged my shoulders and commented, "No problem." He ejected the disc and I swear I heard him mutter something about returning it or else.
He came back to sit beside me and said, "Thank you for that...both times. If it's cool with your dad, would it be cool if I stay tomorrow night?" I wasn't sure if he was asking because he was my best friend, or if he wanted me to do the same tomorrow night. I wasn't sure I cared.
My dad again agreed to let Jason stay another night, and I was overwhelmed. We spent the day as we usually did, running amuck, running through the forest and finally arrived at the waterfall. And Jason suggested jumping into the river like wild animals. When I mentioned we didn't have trunks, he ditched his, and jumped into the river bare assed. If he was gonna do it, then I would have to as well. We splashed around for a bit, and he swam until he was right behind the waterfall. I swam after him, and when I got there, he was sitting on a rock with his hard cock pointing right at me. In the daylight I noticed a slight right curve that I guess had escaped my notice last night. "I would like to try something." he said, and as he did i saw his cock pulse a few times. "But will you suck me first?" he asked. I felt like there was a magnet from my mouth to his glistening cock. I waded through the water until I reached the rock he was sitting on. His tan cock was only inches from my face. He leaned forward a little, and repeated, "Will you suck it for me, please?" How could I ignore such a request from my bestie? I leaned forward some more, and in the light was able to appreciate what stood before me. It wasn' as long as I had estimated the night before though it was as thick, but given time, I knew it would grow bigger as time passed.
So I leaned forward, I opened my mouth, I noticed a pearl of precum waiting for me. I licked it off, and without thinking gave the head of his cock a full kiss. I took what I could of his dick in a quick swallow, though the angle threw me off. He lightly pulled my head back, and said, "I have read that if you follow the shape of the dick downward facing to your throat it can help." I took his advice, moved to his left, tried again, and in one swallow all the way down my throat. My throat was still aching(something I would soon grow accustomed to), but I was ready to try again. He gasped and grabbed hold of my head in a happy surprise, and he began slowly thrusting into my mouth again. I could feel the head of his dick pushing against the back of my throat repeatedly much easier than last night, each time trying to press all the way in, but he never stayed in long. Finally he asked, "Hey, can you take a deep breath for me and hold it as long as you can?" I did as he asked, and as soon as I had a big lungful he shoved his cock all the way in and held it there. It was lodged in my throat, and felt great when I heard a throat clear behind us.
We both looked back and saw Luke standing there giving us a strange look. Jason's cock was still in my mouth or my jaw would have dropped to the floor, but Jason motioned for Luke to come further in so as not to attract attention of anyone else. "What's going on?" is all he asked. Jason resumed pumping into my mouth, and replied, "Tony noticed a problem I was having yesterday, and offered to help me out." Luke chuckled and moved until he was sitting right beside Jason. My cheeks were crimson, not knowing what to do, so I just continued trying to keep Jason's cock in my mouth as his thrusts were picking up pace, but I did notice a growing bulge in Luke's pants out of the corner of my eye. "Would you mind helping me out too?" Luke asked.
Two days prior.
I had just left the room, and as soon as I had this is what I'm told happened. My teacher closed the door and dismissed everyone except Luke, Todd, Jason, and Matt. "Okay boys, I have noticed your friendship with Mr. Tony, and I want to give you some advice. I know that social circumstances will tell you to bully your friend for being gay, but I promise there is something better for you. If you defend him, even just pretend to, you can convince him to put out for you instead. The girls you guys are gonna date, most of them won't put out, and even with those that do, you have to worry about pregnancy. If you do it right, he will continue serving you as long as you want, and you don't have to worry about pregnancy. I will give you the map on how to get there." Each of them were now listening intently on what they were being told.