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Fantasies Revealed

The last few weeks have been a bit of a challenge. Brian’s been at school getting ready for his exams during the day and revising or finishing his art and drama pieces / coursework in the evenings. I’ve been sat at home with nothing to do. I managed to get a few extra shifts at the shop but that’s all.

Mum has been working late most nights so I’ve been left with my mind able to wander. I keep thinking of my recent adventures with Brian and creating new fantasies in my head. And wanking…… a lot. 

A few weeks ago, we got invited to a sex party with 12 other guys but only one of them was even remotely good looking so it was a bit of a flop - literally. Tony arranged it, I haven’t spoken to him since. 

Then there was the time we went up to the cemetery and became the centre of attention with a group of four other guys - which turned out to be awesome. I’m pretty sure I recognised at least two of them but it was a bit too dark. We’re not total whores, we do stuff alone together when we can but the extra stuff is what my brain is focussing on right at this moment. Because of our limited options for places to have sex, this is often our only option. 

We both came out to our parents recently - it’s gone ok but neither family will let us do stuff at home. Guess that’s a step too far to them to accept yet. 

We’ve been out on a few proper dates too, dinner in town and double dates with Claire and her new girlfriend Emma in the next town over. We have a lot of fun together and things on the non-sex front are going really well. I’ve lost my inhibitions about who I really am and changed the way I dress a bit so that it reflects more of me. Still on the conservative side but with a gay twist to it. I leave all the whacky, out there gay shit to Brian - he’s got more than enough of that for both of us. I love that he can express himself without caring what the rest of the world thinks.

I’m always dreaming up new scenarios and fantasies that me and Brian can talk about when I speak to him. We have phone sex most nights, just dirty talk, wank and cum but that’s when we share ideas. If we land on one we agree on, we’ll add it to the list to make it happen. Lame I know but we’ve started a book - written in code in case mum finds it under my bed. 

I run through the list in my head, what was I thinking when I wanked this morning, lunchtime, afternoon…. You get the idea. It’s like a diary of wet dreams, fantasies I have while I’m wanking and real sex. 

My favourite one at the moment is a hot bareback session with Marcus from school. I know there’s no way it will happen but it’s still a hot idea. Marcus looks like Ginuwine. He’s about 6’4 with a 30’ waist and broad shoulders. He always wears baggy black jeans (the ones with gold chain links going from belt to side pockets), a grey hoodie and baggy t-shirts. All this put together means you can’t tell what’s underneath but his cropped afro and hazel eyes, along with his teenage stubble and strong jaw, makes him incredibly fit.

Brian and I are walking home from the pub and Marcus is walking in the opposite direction, we stop and strike up a conversation, all very normal etc. but I’ve got my hand down the back of Brian’s jeans, playing with his hole (which always makes him hard).

Marcus notices Brian’s bulge and comments that he’s pretty hung for a white guy - but he’s bigger. He invites us back to his and we all get undressed. He’s ripped as fuck the an 8 pack and a thick 10” cock which is so heavy, it sticks out rather than up.

Both Brian and I get on our knees and attempt to suck his cock. Even Brian can’t get it all in his throat but he tries while I’m concentrating on his balls and taint.

Marcus tells us to get on the bed on all fours, facing the same way with our arses pointed out. He spits on our holes and starts fingering us both, one on each hand. He expertly works our prostates to get us moaning, getting two fingers in me and three in Brian. We’re kissing each other and moaning in each others mouths. 

Marcus pull his fingers out of our holes and spits on Brian’s hole. The look on Brian’s face is priceless. I love watching him as he starts to take another guys cock but Marcus is so hung, he really struggles and almost screams the place down, keeping eye contact with me while it’s happening and I’m wanking my cock furiously. I tell Marcus to keep going and take him.

He doesn’t need any encouragement. He spits on his cock and pushes past the entrance to Brian’s hole. Brian screams and puts his head on the pillow, gripping the sheets until his knuckles are white. Marcus doesn’t hold back, he keeps up the pressure and slides his entire length right in to Brian. Once he’s all the way in, he holds it for a moment and Brian comes round from the intense feelings. I stand next to Marcus and put my hand under his arse, through his legs to feel his balls and around Brian’s hole. It’s so tight, I love watching Brian’s hole stretched around a big cock. Then I tell Marcus to fuck him, as deep as he likes. It doesn’t take long for Marcus to get a good rhythm, telling Brian he’s a white boy slut and how tight his little arse is. I move under Brian and 69 him, sucking his cock and watching Marcus abuse my boyfriend’s hole.

Marcus’ breathing changes, he’s getting close. I stroke and lick his balls while Brian deep throats my cock (it’s keeping him quiet). Marcus picks up his pace and before long, I watch his taint pulsing, he’s swearing under his breath and he unloads his 10" cock and massive black balls, directly into Brian’s guts. As he pulls out, his load runs down Brian’s balls and into my mouth. Brian slumps down and breathes heavily as I move out from under him. It’s my turn to breed his hole.

I move around and slide my cock straight into him. I love fucking him bare, it’s so much better than wearing condoms. Marcus’ cum and the size of his dick makes Brian slick and loose but he can still clench around my cock - it feels amazing. Brian reaches back between his legs and plays with my balls, occasionally feeling my dick sliding in him, adding a couple of his fingers too. Marcus is kissing me while I’m fucking his load further into Brian. It’s driving me wild and after just a minute or two, I unload into Brian’s hole and add my load to Marcus’. Brian shoots all over the bed sheets. We all collapse in a sweaty heap on his bed and repeat the fucking twice more before we eventually go home.

I’ve added yet another load to my headboard telling you that story.

Brian was telling me about his day yesterday night (after he described first time time he got David Khan to fuck him in the cemetery and I shot my load all over my headboard, again) and he happened to innocently mention Mr. Harper - he’s been standing in for the head of drama for the past few weeks while she’s having some kind of operation. I’d not thought about him in months. I remember staring at his arse in class and thinking how sexy it was. I also vividly remember that time I wanked and fantasised about.the three of us together. I really wish I’d known what I do now, I might have tried something out with him when we had our chats in his office. 

We’re both pretty sure he’s gay - as does half the school. According to recent rumours on the grapevine, Jenny and Olivia, as usual, he’s been seen out in G-A-Y at the Astoria in London but I’m not sure that’s true. Jenny’s cousin is apparently gay and goes to London with his boyfriend all the time and he saw Mr. H there with some older guys. 

It dawned on me while I was having my morning wank today, I could try and arrange something where he can be there and we can play with him. I start plotting scenarios in my head - how can I make this happen?

When Brian calls me just after 10, I run the idea past him and tell him about my fantasies involving Mr. H while I was at school. He instantly says yes and gets me to describe what might happen. 

‘So I’m on my knees in front of him. Then what?’ He gives off a little whimper. He’s obviously started wanking too. 

‘I’ll kiss him while you take his throbbing cock in your mouth.’

‘What’s he wearing and where are we?’

‘Nothing, we’re all naked on his bed.’

‘What’s his body like?’

‘He’s slimish, got a bit of a dad bod. Hairy chest and really hairy arms. He’s smooth everywhere else.’ I know he has hairy arms, I’ve stared at them enough. The rest is made up.

‘Mmmmmm, you’re naughty, getting me to think about being fucked by my teacher.’

‘I know. I’m going to make him suck my cock while you suck his.’

‘We need to make this happen, I’m so hard right now.’

‘I know, we will. Now cum for me, I want to hear you moaning and shooting your load. I miss your cock. Can’t wait to suck it again.’

‘Promise me you’ll fuck me while he’s sucking my cock.’

‘I promise, and I’ll get him to fuck you too, let him cum in your arse bareback.’ That gets him off. 

‘Mmmmmmmmm, yes, please fuck me, both of you.’ He shoots his load really quietly but I can still hear every whimper and I might have imagined it but I’m sure I heard his cum splatter on his chest. I love it when he has to be quiet, he sounds so pent up and cute. I imagine the face he’s pulling and it pushes me over the edge too. 

‘I’m gonna cum baby, take my load in your mouth.’ He begs for it and I cover my headboard with another load - thankfully it’s solid wood, it gets covered in a lot of cum lately. 

When we move on to his day, he reminds me about his first drama performance on Wednesday night. 

‘Why don’t you come down and watch? Mr. H will be there.’ He’s really into this idea. 

I agree and we sort out times. I’m not 100% sure how to approach it yet so I tell him I’ll just get chatting to Mr. H and play it by ear. 

Wednesday rolls around and the presentation starts. Some freaky shit about a dystopian present where the school has been taken over by aliens - Brian is in full stage make up and some alien costume. I’m not sure I completely understood it but everyone else in the audience was impressed. 

Mr. H does the introductions and closes the show, thanking all the parents, Governors etc. for coming along. Brian’s parents are here but I don’t really want to talk to them at the moment, still feels awkward, so I sit in the back of the drama studio - near the lighting booth and yes, I know exactly what happened in there last year. I’m trying not to get a boner, don’t remind me about it. 

I hang back until most of the audience has gone and before Brian and his classmates are done changing and packing up their kit, I walk down to catch Mr. H. 

‘Hi sir, how are you?’ He has hundreds of students to remember, past and present, so it takes him a second to compute who I am - different hair and clothes, plus it’s been a year and he’s not expecting me. I’m trying to work out if he was checking me out when he looked me up and down but I can’t be sure - either he isn’t or he’s very good at doing it without giving anything away. Must be a teacher thing.

‘Christian Myers! Hello, how are you?’ He still looks confused as to why I’m here but I’m not ready to tell him just yet.

‘Been asked to come along by a couple of the year 13s. Thought I’d come and say hi as I was here.’ Not a lie, plus Gemma could have asked me for all he knows. She didn’t, obviously. 

He asks how I’m getting on, what I’m up to etc. then gets called away to a makeup removal emergency - at least there’s what Jenny was screaming from back stage. Probably lost her concealer or something. So many bad memories flood my brain. He makes his apologies, I say no problem and head outside to wait for Brian.  Mission accomplished - I want to be fresh in his mind. 

Over the next few weeks, I go to school for Brian’s presentations and gallery events. Most times, Mr. H is there. I go and make small talk but otherwise keep myself to myself, avoiding talking to too many people, it’s just too weird and sometimes painful to be here. 

After each event, I give Brian a running commentary on what happened, what I said etcetera. Not to wank to, just to see how it went.

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‘Exams start tomorrow, I’m bricking it. I keep thinking about how you all looked when you came out of your exams. I’m really not ready.’ He sounds really scared but I don’t blame him. I was in a complete daze for all my exams but it wasn’t because of that. I know he’s got this though - he’s been revising his English texts for weeks and knows them off by heart. He’ll do a lot better than I did!

‘I know B, but you’ll be great, you got this. Only three exams, then we can go and celebrate properly. You can forget about drama and art now, they’re all done. Only English to go.’ I have an idea of what we’ll be doing but it’s a surprise.

‘I hope so. I’m locking myself away until it’s done. Friday can’t come soon enough.’ Friday is his last exam, then we have a few weeks where we’re both off work / school at the same time and our parents will be out - aka fuck fest. 

His exams go smoothly, as I told him they would. We have a bit of alone time for the next couple of weeks and over the summer. We get to have normal, comfortable sex in our beds. 

His sister seems to be hanging around more than she should - skiving off school and inviting her annoying friends over for parties. My mum had some time off sick so it wasn’t great but better than noting. When we can’t have sex at home, we meet up in the usual places to fool around and occasionally involve others. We’ve both learned a lot about each other and sex, for sure. 

Over the last few weeks, we’ve worked out a plan for the next time we see Mr. H - Brian’s end of school presentation night on Wednesday. That’s when I’ll invite him out. 

The plan is was we invite him to one of the quieter nights at the pub. We’ll have a few drinks and, when he goes to the toilet, we will both follow him in and go in to the next cubicle. There are no urinals so we know he’ll be in one of the stalls. Hoping he picks one of the glory hole ones, we wriggle a finger through it and see if he takes the bait. If he does, Brian sucks him off first, then it’s my turn. We won’t make him cum, we just want to make him dead horny. Then we’ll take him up to the cemetery for some proper fun. It worked like a charm last time we did it with one of the hot straight guys that was there with his sister. Brian even told me he let Tony suck him off through it once. It explains why he always letches at us and was so keen for us to go to that fucking orgy. I know it sounds far fetched and he probably won’t want to come in to town as he teaches here but we didn’t think of those things at the time. 

As you know, Mr. H scuppered our plans when he invited us to go out in his home town and offering to let us stay at his. I say scuppered but it actually worked out much better than I ever imagined it would. 

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The evening finally arrives. We realise we can’t really plan this - we need to see where it leads us but we know our aim. It sounds like we’re plotting to seduce him, it’s not like that at all, we’ll just steer the topics a little and see where it leads us. If he wants to join in then great. If not, we will stop trying and have comfortable, normal sex. It’s pretty obvious that he’s at least giving us the opportunity to do that.