In Over My Head Part 6
transgender/high school
Part 6
It was easy enough to get a library pass after lunch since their was a substitute teacher, anyway. At 1:00, I headed to the bleachers, and things look really quiet and empty.
"Hey," Drew's voice echoed. "You made it!"
I turned around, and there he was, curly black hair and a big grin on his face.
"Follow me, I know a place where they store baseball supplies in the off season- no one goes there this time of year," he said, taking my hand, and going down an empty hallway..
We slipped in a cluttered room of uniform bins and gloves with the mixed smell of leather, dirt and laundry.
"I just needed to see you," he said, wrapping his arms around me. "We don't have a lot of time to do this, he whispered."
"Do what?" I whispered back.
"You know, to fuck.. We'll have to make it a quickie," he said, rubbing my back.
"Who said I was going to fuck?" I asked, thinking quickly. "Do you have protection?"
"No," he said sheepishly. "I didn't think about it. Are you on the pill?"
"No!" I said, startled. "No, I'm not."
"Oooo," he groaned, pulling me back in his arms. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you mad. It's just...I want you so bad. I am so horned up for you right now."
He faced me, then placed a long, wet kiss on my mouth. I could tell that he had ate hamburgers for lunch, but otherwise, it was ok. More than ok, it started to melt me, and I felt his boner through his pants.
"Ok, stud," I whispered, "Let me help you out. At least this once." I unzipped his pants, and reached in for his tool, which sprang to attention, and then I slid to my knees.
"Oh, yeah, take it," he said, throwing his head back, and thrusting until I nearly gagged.
"Slow down and let me work on it for you," I said, looking up.
He moaned, and put both hands on my head as he made small thrusts, and I dug my fingers into his butt cheeks.
"Here it comes...I'm close, I'm close..." he warned. "Do you want it?..."
In answer, I swallowed deeper, and pushed into his butt, as he exploded in my mouth. I felt the slimy, slippery goo shoot down my throat, and fill my cheeks as he continued shooting and thrusting, until it finally ran out.. He slipped his cock out, then pulled my head to his groin and held it there in a hug, as I continued to swallow his wad. I felt the pubic hairs on my cheek.
After several minutes, he turned me loose, and pulled up his pants.
"Thanks!" he said, as though I had just bought him a Coke. "That hit the spot!"
I smiled, not sure how to answer, as we left the room and headed down the hall.
"Oh, your buddy, that dude name Joel. I remembered who told me about him. A senior I know said he came to spend the night with his kid brother a year or two ago, and during the night, he dared Joel to suck him off. Some kind of bet or something. Anyway, he says that Joel lost the bet and gave him a blow job, but acted like he really enjoyed it. He didn't gag or anything. Then he said that the kid sucked his little brother off, too, and that wasn't even in the bet. I bet he's queer," he said.
"I don't know, he seems ok to me," I answered, wandering what to say, since I had a hard-on myself right now.
"Well, I thought I'd better tell you, since he is your friend," he said sarcastically.
I wandered if he was jealous.