I never enjoyed playing football at school. I used to hang around in the area where the ball never went. I used to hang around with one of the other boys in my class - Paul. He liked the sport as much as I did, which wasn't much.
Paul was one of the most gorgeous boys in the entire school. He had a very well defined body. The material for our sports kit highlighted every curve of his body. His ass was so beautiful when he was wearing a pair of shorts, the material would sit between his cheeks showing his ass in great detail. I knew that the bulge in the front of his shorts was real and not just my imagination because he loved to walk around in the changing rooms naked just to show off his huge package.
Today, we were standing out of the way as usual and watching everyone run around after the ball and as usual Paul had his hands inside his shorts. He always had his hands in there during sports lesson at school. Today was different though, he kept taking his hands out and pulling the material tight across his cock. I was sure that he was trying to turn me on by showing me that he was as hard as a rock - it was working. His cock stood straight out in front of him. After a few minutes his hands returned to his shorts, where they started to move backwards and forwards over his hard shaft.
My boner was starting to show, I tried to move into a position where Paul wouldn't be able to see that he was turning me on. But no matter where I moved I was sure that he could see. In the end I gave up and decided that I would rather be able to see what he was doing.
His were now moving very fast over his hard cock. He looked straight forwards at the other players on the field. His eyes kept trying to look at my crotch without my noticing. Soon, he was breathing quicker, I knew that he was about to filled his shorts with his hot spunk.
I noticed a dribble of cum running down his leg as his hand slowed down and stopped. He just stood there for a moment. Then he removed his hand and stuck one of them out for him to shake. I took it without thinking and he wiped his cum all over my hand. So, I didn't make him think that I wanted his cum I pretended to wipe my hand on the grass, as he walked past me and headed towards the changing rooms. I waited for a minute and then followed the rest of the group into the changing rooms. As I walked I licked my hand clean, tasting Pauls spunk as I walked.
Everyone quickly got changed and went to their next lesson. I was walking out of the changing when Paul caught up with me.
"I saw you on the field today." he said.
"What do you mean?" I replied, knowing exactly what he meant.
"I know that you had a hard on and that you really liked your hand clean. Did you like the taste of my cum?" he asked.
I didn't answer, but the small smile that crept across my lip gave everything away.
"I thought you might!" he said, "Meet me in the toilets at break."
I hurried towards my next lesson wondering what might happen at break....
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