The New Kid
By Sebastian White 2005
At the start of my junior year in high school I was asked to show the new kid around; introduce him to everybody, and get him interested in extracurricular activities. Ms. Goebel, my homeroom teacher, told me she chose me because I was pretty much acquainted with everybody. I think she also chose me because I was physically non-threatening -- about 5'7, a lean 120 pounds. I was excited to be the first to meet the new kid, but I was also excited to get out of first period.
As soon as he stood in the doorway I knew. He was introduced to the class as Danny, then sat down in the empty seat next to me. He was a slim 5'9, with dark brown messy hair and wearing a baggy polo shirt. We made eye contact in the way that only teenagers can; pretty much staring, and I introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Evan, how's it going?"
"Hi, pretty good."
"We get to skip first class so I can show you around."
"Cool."
After the bell rang I gave him the full tour. While I showed him where the cafeteria and auditorium were, he told me a little about himself. He was an only child from the West Coast, and lived with his recently divorced mother about a mile from me. Then we ended off at the gym and locker room. There's something about the smell of a high school locker room that makes gay boys horny; all that sweat from all those guys, and knowing that thousands of boys had gotten naked and harassed each other there. Standing in the locker room made both of us a little edgy, and it was there that we noticed everything about each other, trying to avoid eye contact. I noticed his full lips and big hands, and he noticed my blue eyes and buzzed blond hair. I saw that he didn't quite have his own style yet, like his mom still took him clothes shopping. This made me want to rip off his New Balance sneakers and pound his little ass silly.
I dropped him off at his first class and went on my way, meeting up with him at lunch to introduce him to everybody. I quickly learned that he was very shy, and finally brought him over to my lunch table, where he met my close friends. He was polite, but really quiet, just taking us all in. This didn't matter a bit to us, because we all had the new kid buzz.
Weeks into the semester he hadn't made any friends, but he had become a little more comfortable with me. Although we didn't talk about boys, we didn't talk about girls, either. One day I asked if he wanted to come to my house after school so we could study together for the upcoming math test.
We went down to my basement with a couple Cokes and sat on the couch to study. We had both taken our sneakers off, and while my legs were spread out on the couch, his feet were still on the floor. I could feel the sexual tension in a big way, but he was still so shy. I asked him if anything was wrong and he said he was just tense, still adjusting to the new situation. Finally I asked him if there were any boys at school he thought were cute, and he said no, not anyone specific, looking at me in a way that told me it was time. I told him he needed to relax and started rubbing back and shoulders. He was really enjoying it, and after about ten minutes I stood up and rubbed his shoulders from the front. He was completely entranced, and when I lightened up he opened his eyes and noticed my bulge in my jeans with wide eyes. He looked up at me and then back at my bulge, and I told him to touch it. He rubbed my bulge until my cock was fully hard and pronounced. He went on stroking the outline of my thick eight inch cock, rubbing the visible ridge of the head, until there was a large stain of precum.
"Unzip my jeans, Danny," I ordered him. He did as he was told, slowly unzipping me, waiting for his next direction.
"Now take them off me." He again did as he was told, and stared at me looking down at him, standing there in my white t-shirt, grey athletic socks, and briefs; completely filled with my huge hard cock. Danny took my cock out of the leg of my briefs without me telling him to do so. He stroked it slowly, rubbing the precum all over the fat head and down the shaft.
"Kiss it, Danny."
He kissed it tenderly right on my wet piss-slit.
"Now lick it, Danny."
He licked it slowly from the base to the head.
I grabbed my cock and started teasing him, slapping his face with it, and rubbing it on his lips. I then let him suck it for a while, getting used to the feeling. I could tell he had never sucked a cock before, but was enjoying it immensely.
I took my cock out of his mouth and smacked the side of his face hard with it. He moaned involuntarily, and I did it again. I grabbed his head and started fucking his face, slowly at first, letting him breathe, then harder; all the way to the hilt. His hands were on the backs of my thighs, holding on for balance, and I fucked and fucked, his chin rubbing my balls with every stroke.
He could tell I was going to come from my breathing, as well as from my cock getting even bigger in his mouth. I shot huge ropes of come down his throat. He took the first two, then started gagging. I held on to his head so he couldn't back away, and he snarfed my load out his nose, back onto my cock. I kept fucking his face, so that he had to eat the come that came out of his nose off my dick.
Although part of me felt a little guilty being so rough with him, he had been encouraging me, moaning the whole time. I let go of his head but his didn't take it off my cock. I looked down and noticed that he had shot a load between my legs and on my feet; I hadn't noticed him take his cock out of his pants. It was only a little shorter than mine, but not nearly as fat.
I pulled him up off my cock and we kissed for the first time. Our cocks were sliding together, and he was breathing hard from the pounding I had just given his face.
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