Ever since Tucker and I hooked up, it seemed like he could never get enough. Every day, he would come over to my house and we would have sex. He always bottomed, but hey, who was I to complain when I could have sex basically any time I wanted!
I also started hanging around him at school- we were basically inseparable. I started sitting with his friends at lunch, but I mostly just talked to Tucker. I just didn't know the other guys that well, and they never paid attention to me in the past, so I sort of assumed they weren't interested in talking to me anyway. It had been two weeks since we first had sex in Miss Nell's classroom when Tucker pulled me aside before our English class.
"I need to talk to you after class," he said. "What about?" I asked. "I'd rather just talk then." He smiled, but he seemed distracted.
"Okay…" I said and walked to my seat. I looked over at him, and he had a serious look on his face. Something told me no one was going to get bent over a desk this time. What was he thinking about? I couldn't even tell what my teacher taught us that class, because all I could think about was Tucker and what he wanted to talk about. I think the class was something about Romeo and Juliet but honestly I wasn't sure. I tried to catch his eye a few times, but he was just looking down at his notebook.
Dammit, Tucker! I was getting worried. Did he not want to see me anymore? That was probably it. Tucker was a lot more popular than me, and we both knew it.
Maybe he found a guy that was better than me, and he wanted to tell me we were finished. Or a girl. I wasn't sure which was worse. Why did he seem so serious? I tried to listen to the teacher to get my mind off Tucker and what he was going to say to me, but I kept getting drawn back into it.
The truth was, I was really into him, and I hoped he was into me, too. Finally the bell rang and everyone got up and left. I stayed behind, but I was too worried to think about faking that my shoelace was untied or whatever.
I just sat there nervously waiting for everyone to leave so I could talk to Tucker. When everyone was out of the room, he walked over to me. "What is it?" I asked, a bit angrily. "Umm…" Tucker mumbled, looking a bit worried. I felt bad for sort of snapping at him there, but he was seriously putting me on edge! "What is this about?" I asked, trying to sound calm. "Well Jeremy was saying how he thinks you don't like him, and everyone sort of agreed," he blurted out.
He looked up at me nervously. Jeremy was one of the popular kids that Tucker sat with, and now me too, I guess. I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding and then laughed.
"Oh is that it?" I was cracking up now. I don't really know why. I guess it was just from relief. "Um yeah… why, what did you think it was?" "Oh, um, it's nothing…" I said, looking away. "No, come on. What is it?" I didn't really want to admit that I thought Tucker was too good for me, because he might realize I was right and not want me anymore.
But I ended up telling him anyway. "You think I would just break up with you like that?" Tucker asked. He looked sort of hurt, and I actually felt pretty bad about it. "No it's not that.
Um, well we're not really boyfriends or anything, I mean, I don't really know what we are but—" Tucker broke off my sentence with a kiss. My cock was hard now, and his hand was rubbing it gently.
It felt so good just to be there with him in the room, kissing him, and knowing he cared about me. As much as I wanted to stay, I had to get to my next class. It was math class, and I'm usually good at math, but I'm in the advanced class and it can be pretty hard if you fall behind. "Sorry, but I have to get going now. I'll see you at lunch?" "Yeah sure. See you then." He smiled and started putting his notebooks away while I rushed out.
As I walked to class, I couldn't help but smile, too. Tucker really liked me! I was so distracted that I bumped into Jeremy. His books fell on the floor and I bent down to pick them up. "Sorry!" I said. "I was just distracted and…" "Oh, hey. You're Tucker's friend, right?" Jeremy asked.
He was in the advanced class too, so I guess this was my chance to be more friendly, like I promised Tucker I would be.
"Yeah. You're Jeremy, right?" Obviously I knew it was him, but I wanted to appear nonchalant. Wait, no, I was trying to be friendly. Dammit! "Yep." He was grinning.
"Are you ready for the test on Tuesday?" "Oh, yeah I think so. Ms. Avery has pretty hard tests though. How about you?" "To be honest, I'm kinda falling behind." He frowned. "I know I don't know you that well, but do you want to study together this weekend?" "Sure!" I almost shouted. So much for nonchalant. "What time?" "Why don't you come over to my place at 6 tomorrow?" "Sounds good," I said.
"I live at 32 Pennington Crescent. Oh wait. Here, why don't I write it down for you? Also, here's my number in case there's a problem." Jeremy handed me the slip of paper and we walked into the classroom together. "Let's sit in the back," he said. Okay, so after that class I kind of understood why Jeremy is behind in math class.
We basically talked the whole class, and I don't think I heard a thing the teacher said. Usually, I'm actually a very good student, but lately, I'd been getting pretty distracted, first by Tucker, and now Jeremy. But Jeremy was actually a lot of fun to talk to. He was really funny and we couldn't stop giggling. He just sort of joked about school and stuff in a good-natured way, and he seemed really nice.
I have to admit, I also noticed how toned he was. We had gym together, so I got the chance a while ago to see that he had a six-pack and sexy arms. But I had never really talked to him, so it was nice to get the chance to talk now. He also asked me a lot about myself, like he really wanted to get to know me.
It was Friday, so we had lunch right after math class. We had hit it off so well that we walked together to my locker and then his to put away our books and grab money for lunch. Tucker and his friends always go off the school property to grab lunch on Fridays, and I was invited to go along with them, seeing as Tucker and I are now, well, I guess you would call it friends, but I wasn't really sure what exactly we were.
We walked up to Tucker's locker, and when no one was looking, I gave him a quick kiss. He saw that I had been talking to Jeremy, and he smiled.
"Are we all ready to go?" Tucker asked. "Yeah I'll just call Ryan. I think he's with everyone else," Jeremy said. As Jeremy was calling Ryan, Tucker leaned in closer to me and said quietly in my ear, "Thanks." "For what?" I said grinning. He gave me a playful punch on the arm. "You know," he said, "and to thank you, I have a surprise for you tonight." He winked at me, and I tried my best not to get hard.
I couldn't quite help it though, and I had to hold my bag in front of the growing tent in my pants. Tucker noticed and just smiled to himself. Lunch went well, and I started talking more. It made me feel a lot more comfortable to at least know I had two guys on my side, and it turned out everyone else was really nice, too.
The afternoon actually went by pretty quickly, and Tucker met me at my locker after school to take the bus together to his house.
I was trying to guess what his surprise for me was, but I was drawing a blank. God, he looked so sexy sitting there on the bus.
He had a cute boyish face, and I loved seeing him smile. We got off at the stop near his house, and I walked as fast as I could, since I couldn't wait to find out what the surprise was. He walked fast too— I think he was just as eager to see my reaction as I was to find out what it was. When we finally got to his house, all the lights were off and it was pretty dark.
"Surprise!" he said. "I don't get it." "My parents are gone for the weekend," he said, "and we have the whole house to ourselves." My eyes lit up, and I walked up to him. I grabbed him by the shoulders, pushed him onto the couch, and climbed on top of him, kissing him. Before I had a chance to get down to business, he stopped me. "Wait," he said. "I was sort of hoping I could top this time." He rarely looks nervous, but he did there. Little did he know I was ecstatic.
"I thought you'd never ask." I went back to kissing him. I could already feel his cock bulging in his pants, and I couldn't wait to suck on it. My hand travelled down to his cock and rubbed it over his pants. He moaned, and I moved to kissing his neck while I kept my hand rubbing his rock hard cock.
"Mmm that feels so good," he said, squirming a bit. I pulled off his shirt and sucked quickly on his nipples. He squirmed even more, and I could tell that he wanted me to give some attention to his cock, but I decided I would tease him a bit first. I kissed down his chest, but then moved back up to his nipple again. He was squirming so much it was actually hard to suck his nipple, but I kept going. I looked up and his eyes were closed.
He was moaning really loudly now, and I was glad his parents weren't in the house, because they would have heard everything loud and clear!
"Suck me," he said. I was happy to oblige.
I let go of his hands and unbuttoned his pants. I immediately set his cock free and got to licking the head. I took it pretty deep, but not all the way.
I used my hand to jack the rest of the length of it while I sucked him. Then I stopped. "Now it's my turn," I said. "Fuck my face," he said eagerly.
Tucker had very quickly gotten to be quite a cocksucker. He loved it when I fucked his mouth, and it was actually hard to keep him from moaning too loudly. Luckily, we didn't have to worry about that today. I pulled off my pants and briefs and brought my cock to his face, while he lay back against the couch. "Yeah, lick it," I said, but he had already started. He teased me, just barely licking the head, and as much as I wanted to get to face-fucking him, I held on, knowing that would all come soon enough.
"Oh, mmm," I said, moaning as he got my whole cock wet with his spit.
He lifted his mouth off my cock. "Okay, I'm ready," he said, his green eyes gleaming. I knew exactly what he meant, and I didn't need to be asked twice. I rammed my cock in all the way, and he let out a loud moan. I pulled out almost the whole way, giving him a chance to suck on the head before plunging in again, even harder. Tucker moaned, but it was muffled by a mouthful of hot, pulsating cock. He grabbed my ass and pulled me deeper into him, then he reached up and put a finger in my mouth.
Without thinking, I licked it, not sure exactly what he was doing. Then, I realized— he jammed the finger deep into my ass as I kept pumping his mouth. His tongue and his hot mouth were putting pressure on my cock while his finger went deeper inside me, milking my cum out of me.
In no time at all, I shot a load deep into him. Each shot went into his mouth, and his eyes closed as he swallowed it all. Even with my throbbing cock in his mouth, I could see a smile on his face.
As soon as I was done, Tucker guided me onto my back, and pulled out his finger. He walked over to a drawer and opened it up. He pulled out a small bottle, and brought it over. "Lube," he said. "I wanted to make it easy for you for your first time." Oh shit, I thought.
I had told him it was my first time that day that I fucked him on the desk in Miss Nell's classroom, and he had bottomed this whole time. Would he be able to tell that I had been fucked before?
What would he think? "Okay, go slow," I said. Shit. He squirted some of the lube on his finger, and stuck it back in. He slowly worked it in and out. He was a lot gentler with me than I had been with him his first time.
I guess my nerves about being caught sort of worked to my advantage, because Tucker said to me, "damn, you're tight." I was clenching my hole tightly, along with all the other muscles in my body, without realizing. "You need to relax," he said. I did my best, even though I was still a bit nervous, and he got all the way to the second knuckle.
"There you go," he said, lubing up another finger. "You're doing great." He was so sweet! I felt bad lying to him, but I wasn't sure what to do. I quickly forgot about it when he stuck his second finger in, because it was starting to feel really good. I shut my eyes tight and clenched my toes.
"Unnhhh," I said, "it feels so good. Don't stop." "I can do that," he said, fingering my ass deeper. "Uhnn. Uhh." I wasn't even saying words anymore as he went deeper and picked up the pace a bit. He was up to three fingers, and they were all the way in. My back arched and I grabbed onto the cushions. "Yes, faster," I said as he picked up the pace further.
"Do you want this cock in you now?" he asked. God, I loved it when he talked dirty! "Unnnhhh, yes, fuck me…" I managed to say.
He rubbed some lube on his cock, and slowly slid in the head. "Mmm," I moaned, as he pushed slowly into me. Unlike with Alec, he had been very gentle with me, and it actually hardly hurt at all. He pulled out, and pushed deeper on the second thrust. "Hnnnn," was all I said. "You're so tight," he said.
I was lying on my back, and he leaned over me and kissed me while his hard cock pumped in and out of me. "Deeper," I said. He went all the way inside me, and could feel his balls against my ass. He stayed there for a second, letting me adjust to his full length. "I'm ready," I said. He didn't need to be told twice. He picked up the pace, and started thrusting quickly in and out of my ass.
I could feel the couch shaking as he pumped into me, filling me completely with his cock. He placed one of his feet on the ground next to the couch to get more leverage, and angled himself to get deeper.
I wrapped my hands around his head and pulled him in for a kiss. I moaned into his lips as he pounded my ass roughly. "Oh, Tucker," I said. "Fuck me. Fuck me harder!" We were both breathing heavily as he pounded even harder into me. "I'm getting close," he panted. "Wait," I said. "Let's switch positions. I wanna do doggy." He pulled out and I flipped over, exposing my already well-fucked hole to him.
"Alright, stud," I said, wiggling my eyebrows, "show me what you've got." Tucker giggled, but it wasn't long before he had me gasping as he rammed his cock back into my waiting ass. I pushed my ass back to meet his thrusts as he fucked me slow and deep. He reached around and jacked me off while he continued to pump my ass. The feeling was amazing, but I was getting close.
"I'm going to cum," I said. "Me too," Tucker said. "Where do you want it?" "All over me," I said between moans. "You got it, stud," he said, giggling again. God, he was cute! He sped up his pace, and I could tell he was close, too. In no time, I was shooting my load, and practically yelling in ecstasy.
I guess my pulsing hole got to him, because right away, I felt cum spurting out of his cock and all over my ass and lower back. "Oh, yes," he screamed, letting his orgasm take over. Then, he did something I didn't expect: he licked the cum off my back and swallowed it. I was still so horny that I twisted my head around while still staying on all fours and kissed him deeply, sharing his cum.
"I love cum kisses," I said, breaking our kiss. "Me too," he said, smiling. He kissed me again, and then collapsed on top of me on the couch. He was squishing me a bit, but it felt nice to have his body pressed up against mine. We stayed like that for a while, with me lying on my front, and him just on top of me, resting like that, before we decided to get cleaned up. We went upstairs to the shower, and this time, I fucked him. It was quick, but I could tell he loved every minute of it.
His cute ass was just so perfect, and it felt great sliding into his warm hole. I came deep inside him and then I jacked him off until he shot a load all over the shower wall. When we got out of the shower, I called my mum and got permission to stay the night. "Hey mum," I said. "I'm staying at Tucker's tonight, okay?" "Alright, sweetie," she said. I was glad Tucker couldn't hear, because this was a bit embarrassing! "Do you need me to drop off pyjamas or anything?" "No, I can borrow from Tucker." Something told me I wouldn't need pyjamas!
"Okay, call me tomorrow when you get the chance." "Okay, goodnight mum." "Have a good time," she said. "Goodbye." I had a feeling that wouldn't be too much of a problem. "Bye, mum, talk to you tomorrow," I said before hanging up. "So what do you want to do now?" Tucker asked. "I might have an idea," I said. This was going to be a great weekend!