Wanting Sam - Part 6 --------------------------------
The new-found sexual adventures between Sam and I continued throughout the school week. Satisfied with our double jacking off sessions, we refrained from doing anything further than that and there was no mention of trying anything else in the meanwhile from either of us. We were happy enough to come back to my house, spill our cum over one another, then lie together, drying off, until Sam's leaving.
This was our secret life; there was no way in hell that such a thing could be revealed to our parents or peers at this moment in time. The end of the week, however, must have been waiting to curse me the entire time - as this was the day where we were nearly busted.
Sam and I were both on our way to the last class of the day and were running late; therefore the corridors were pretty much deserted. All I could think of, as I walked next to my lover, was grabbing him right there and the and pushing my tongue down his throat. The image in itself was enough for me to actually act on this. I heard myself say, "Sam..." and I saw him turn his head and smile at me with those baby blue eyes.
That was it. I gently took both his hands, walked him back against the corridor wall, then held the back of his head and kissed him hard on the mouth. He said nothing, just gazed at me with that angelic expression of his. He gave me an innocent peck on the cheek and sounded that girly giggle again. Then, just as I was about to elaborate on my first kiss, I heard a deep, menacing voice from a little up the corridor from us -
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Oh, shit.
I immediately let go of Sam and slowly turned my head towards the source of the voice. There stood a boy, a student a couple of years above us, under the name of Jamie White. Your classic run-of-the-mill shithead. By most people's standards, he was a "bully", but only to those who didn't stand their ground and look him in the eye. Shaven head, ear piercing, breath that stunk of cigarette smoke. All the classic traits of a fake hard man.
I could not be fucked to take his shit.
"Jamie," I said, casually, as if greeting him in normal circumstances. "Something up?"
"Were you two just kissing, yeah?" this came out more as a statement than a question. "You fucking gay, like?"
"No," I answered, abruptly, hardly letting him finish his sentence. "We were joking around."
"Didn't fucking look like that, isn't it! You fucking gay boys, like? You fucking sucking cocks and that?" Jamie's nearly incoherent retort was accompanied by an unusual gesture of the arms that looked like he genuinely thought he might be able to fly if he tried hard enough.
"Don't know what you're talking about," I replied, again very casually. Even if Jamie was a bit stupid, if he even started the rumor that Sam and Jack in Year 9 were gay, there were still plenty of people who would like to use this information, real or not in their minds, as a way to taunt Sam, considering his delicate features. The majority of people wouldn't bother me, but I couldn't let Sam end up on the shit side of the stick.
"I could fucking tell the boys and all, funny that'd be, like. Everyone would know you're faggots, like." How many times did he have to say "like" in a bloody sentence?
"Jamie, we were joking around," I repeated. "Don't take everything you see to heart." He looked dumbfounded at the latter statement. A little too complex a phrase for his version of the English language. "I don't go spreading rumors to your old man or your family about you smoking weed, do I? Or that white powder you-"
"ALRIGHT, FUCKING 'ELL! CALM DOWN!" he screamed. Yes, he actually screamed. "I was just joking, like. Fuck, people can't take a joke!"
With that, he stormed past us, giving Sam a bitter look, and made his way down the corridor. Probably not to class. I turned to Sam.
"Maybe that wasn't such a good idea," I said.
"What, the kissing or annoying Jamie?" he replied.
"Ah, doesn't really matter - he wont say a thing," I reassured him. And, with that, we made our way to class. This time, I made sure to control my urges and kept my eyes dead ahead.
Not less than a couple of hours later, Sam and I once again found ourselves in the sanctuary that was my room, our school uniforms and underwear a messy pile on the floor. We stood naked in front of the mirror, Sam in front of me, my throbbing cock pushed hard against his ass. He rubbed his backside slowly and teasingly against me as I lovingly held him close and caressed his cock and balls with both of my hands. Standing in front of the mirror was Sam's idea - watching ourselves was apparently a sexy thing to do. I didn't really care for it, but it was making Sam happy.
The curtains were closed but a ray of golden sunlight still managed to seep through the small gap into the room and it only made this moment between Sam and I more magical than I could ever have imagined it. Sam leant back his head back onto my shoulder and whispered, "thanks for standing up and taking that crap off Jamie today. I didn't know what to do."
"I kinda caused the situation, anyway," I replied, "I just had to have you there and then."
"Well now you've got me."
"Sam..." I began, then stopped awkwardly.
"...What? Go on," he urged.
"I want you. I mean, really want you. I want to um, take you, you know?"
"Yes, I can tell," he said simply. "But, not today, Jacky. It doesn't feel like the right time..."
Like a girl, he spoke about his anal virginity as if it was the most precious thing in the world. I just wanted to ravage him right there and then, but I of course understood his wishes.
"...however," he continued, "I think I can do something else you might enjoy."
"Annnnd what would that be?"
The silence of Sam invaded the room. He pulled away from me, turned around, and pecked me on the lips.
"I hope that's not all," I chucked nervously, hoping that it wasn't!
Luckily for me, it wasn't. Gradually, Sam lowered himself to the floor until he was on both knees in front of me, as if praying before a statue. Then, he took a hold of my impatient, throbbing dick and looked innocently up at me. Oh, sweet, sweet Jesus.
His head came forward and into his mouth I went. I groaned uncontrollably and took hold a tuft of Sam's smooth, black hair as a crutch for the pleasure I was about to experience. Back and forth he went, gentle, careful. I felt my foreskin pull pack inch by little inch until the head of my dick was exposed. Sam's tongue explored me and I nearly went crazy with ecstasy. I let out a mixture of mostly coherent words.
"Oh, Sam, suck me! Sammy! Oh my god my cock is in your mouth, oh Sam, Sam, oh my god it's so good, my dick... Ughhh, Sammy, oooh Sam!"
My dirty talking only encouraged him to increase the speed at which he blew me. Back and forth, to and fro. Every time his lips moved over the tip of my cock, which was now my primary sense, I gasped loudly. It was too much. This had to be Heaven.
"You like Jack's cock? You like sucking me?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Mmmmm," Sam managed.
"Oh FUCK! Fucking right! Sammy, will you swallow for me?"
"Mmmmm", I heard once more. Sounded like a yes!
"Oh my god, I'm gonna - yeah, Sam, I'm near - it's gonna be a lot, Sam oh god oh god oh god -"
I squeezed my eyes shut less I passed out. Sharp spasms shot through my lower region and out my semen came and into Sam's mouth it went. It was quick and fast. I could feel Sam's eager tongue lap it all up, could feel him swallowing it all down. In a moment of aggressive lust I controlled his head movement myself, pulling him back and forth and moaning, "yeah that's it, Sammy. Swallow Jack's cum. Yeah take it all down. Oooooh, man..."
Finally, he released me. I held down my hand and pulled him up. Looking him directly in the eyes, I simply stated, "Sam, you're amazing."
"I know," he giggled. Still holding his hand, I led him over to the bed. I lay on my back and I held my arms open so that he could cuddle up next to me. I pulled him into me tight and said, "what about your turn?"
"I think you tasted me already, in Science, remember?" he said, naughtily. "Besides, I'm worn out after taking that in mouth," he gestured with his eyes to my crotch. "I feel as if I can open my jaw a little wider than normal now."
I laughed. With his denial of any further sexual activity at this point in time, I simply held Sam close and rubbed his back softly. As subtly as possible, I moved my hand to his lovely, tight ass, but subtle as I was, this still evoked a reaction from him.
"Yes, yes, I know," he said softly. "Soon, Jack. Very soon."
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