Sex on a Stick

My name is Luke, I’m a high school senior in the back of now where – while technically not true it sure seems like it. When people look at me, they see this dumb jock – 6’1” tall, sandy blonde to brown hair, broad muscular shoulders, biceps and triceps for days, broad chest, narrow waist with the nicest cum gutters, nice round hard ass a great cock which if you look you can see it down my right pant leg and legs built for speed.

What you don’t see is that I will be the valedictorian of our 150 people graduating class (see Podunk Ville – a small town well outside a large metropolis) taking all AP or college courses for the last two years. I will graduate high school with an associate degree from the local community college and I like sex. I know doesn’t everyone but for me, I don’t care if it is with a male or female or both at the same time, I just like to get my dick wet.

I’m sitting in my last class, 15 minutes before the end of the period, and I can get out and head to soccer practice, bored out of my mind, already done with the homework that was assigned and getting in trouble for talking as the teacher begins to scold – “Mr. Calhoun, you should let others…” when the door opens and in walks this hot number that looks like sex on a stick – I just want to lick him from top to bottom and back again. I stare openly as he walks into the room hands Mr. England a slip of paper.

Mr. sex on a stick scans the room with his warm chocolate-colored eyes when he passes over me and then immediately back again. When his eyes rest on me he pops his chin up and I nod and lick my lips in response. I tend to make my desires known. Mr. England announces, interrupting our dance – “Class this is Ryley Matthews and he will be joining our class for the remainder of the year. Mr. Matthews, take the empty seat in front of Mr. Calhoun there.”

Mr. Matthews has dropped his backpack in front of his crotch but not before I think I see him boning up a bit, truth be told that may have been wishful thinking, but a guy can hope, right?

As Mr. Matthews drops into the seat in front of me, I lean forward and welcome him. At which point Mr. England starts in on me again – “Mr. Calhoun as I was saying before Mr. Matthews joined us, you could use this time to be working on the homework assignment instead of talking.”

Annoyed I respond instead of nodding, which will likely get me into hot water – “Mr. England, I do apologize for disrupting anyone with my oral skills but I am done with the assignment and was just welcoming our newest ‘Cougar’ to our humble little school.”

Mr. England was not amused with me talking back – “Mr. Calhoun, you will remain in class for 60 minutes of detention.” I nodded and said “Ok” I could see my best mate Joey Blackwell texting and I assumed it was to Coach Calhoun letting him know I had done it again and would not be at practice.

Just as the bell rang, the door was flung open and there stood Coach Calhoun (who happened to be Mr. England’s partner, yeah, we had a gay couple teaching at our school and my uncle). The look he gave me would have melted lesser men – to be honest, I peed a little. As the students filed out of the room Joey gave me a thumbs up and I tried not to smile.

Ryley was the last to get up from his seat and when he did, he turned to me and stated – “well I guess I don’t get to see you naked today, maybe tomorrow?” He winked at me at started to leave but I grabbed his pants pocket saying – “don’t dress too quickly I believe I will be there within 5 minutes.” Ryley chuckled and said – “I won’t hold my breath.” I winked and said – “give me the 5 minutes I want to see what’s under those clothes.”

As the classroom cleared and the door closed, I heard the requisite – “Calhoun.” I looked up to see both Coach Calhoun and Mr. England eyeing me. I looked the coach in the eye – “What coach?” I guess taking the innocent route was not well received as his top blew, but he held his tongue – “Calhoun don’t ‘what’ me. Why do you insist on making things difficult and getting detention? We can’t have you miss a practice just before the final district game. What did you do this time?”

I held my smile – “I finished my work and started talking to Joey and Mr. England took exception when a new student came into the classroom. Once he was told to sit in front of me, I shook his hand and welcomed him to class at which point Mr. England gave me 60 minutes of detention for talking.” I did not add any snide remarks like – Mr. England doesn’t like me, because I’m smarter than he is or that I rub him the wrong way because I point out when he states something incorrectly.”

Coach turned to Mr. England – “Scott, really 60 minutes of detention for welcoming a new student to the school? I know you don’t like the kid because he is a smart ass and knows he is probably smarter than anyone here but come on.”

Mr. England was not amused but he knew Coach had him – “Mr. Calhoun – I’m going to let it slide this time but you and Coach need to know if this behavior continues, I will give you 90 minutes of detention from now until the end of the school year which will effectively cut your soccer season short. Coach, you understand what needs to happen?”

Coach acknowledged that he had his hands full and would do his best to instill the right attitude into young Mr. Calhoun. Coach looked at me and asked – “What are you still doing here, you’re late for practice and if you aren’t on that field by the time, I get there I will make you run for the full 90 minutes, got me?”

I got you, Coach – get out of here so you can show your appreciation to your husband. As I hustled out the door I tried at reconciliation – “I am sorry Mr. England.” As I ran to the gym, I was chuckling to myself. I need to stop being such a dick to that man. I could not put my finger on why I did it but I needed to figure it out and stop.

I made it to the locker room 6 minutes late. Ryley was dressed and heading for the door. I yelled at him – “you didn’t stay naked for a full 5 minutes.” To which he replied – “I was, I’m just a fast dresser. By the way, impressive that you are here that quickly. Maybe after practice, I’ll let you see me naked.”

He’s such a fucking tease, I was well and truly fucked. I wanted that boy in the worst way and I was certain that he was not going to be easily had. I had a feeling this boy was a lot like me, hot, confident and would make me work for it. Maybe I would play hard to get. Shit, I don’t know how to do that. I see something I go for it, most of the time it works out but sometimes not.

I ran onto the field just as Coach was stepping on as well. The tie goes to the runner. I went over to Coach to apologize. Coach, I’m sorry about that. I should know better; Mr. England doesn’t like me and I tend to get in more trouble for talking than anyone else at this school in all my classes. I know part of it is because my mom is the principal but the bigger part is I’m an ass.”

Coach looked at me with a raised eyebrow – “What, are you looking for me to say ‘no you’re the easiest person in the world to coach and teach? If that’s the case you need to get your head examined, you are an ass and I think you wind Scott up because he is married to me and you like seeing me have to grovel to get my star athlete on the field.”

Luke – “Coach I would never do that to you. I like you, why would you ever think so poorly of me? I am after all your favorite nephew.”

Coach – “You little shit, get your ass out there and warm up. That little angel face doesn’t work on me anymore – I have seen it way too much lately and frankly, it’s beneath you.”

I smiled my best smile, winked and put my hand to my mouth as I ran to the team – “My dearest uncle I’m shocked that you would call a student a ‘little shit’.”

Coach – “My dearest nephew, get your ass out there or I’m putting my foot up your ass.”

As I ran away, I yelled over my shoulder “Promises, promises.” I ran up to Joey who was laughing his ass off as he had been eves dropping. “Joey, why are you laughing?”

Joey rolled his eyes – “You are the biggest pain in the ass I know, yet you get away with murder here at school.”

I looked at him offended by the implication – “I don’t know how you say that. Every teacher here is looking to tell my mom how much of a pain I am, that I’m horrible and an ass. You were talking to me in class and Mr. England didn’t say two fucking words to you about it but I get detention. I know I am a lot to handle but still, the bar is different and you know it.”

“Calhoun, get your ass in gear. Everyone else is ready to go and you are over here flapping those ever-moving lips of yours.” Coach’s voice boomed out right next to me. I looked at Joey and said “see I get yelled at and you skate. Coach, I’m ready.”

Coach was brutal for this practice. He was taking his frustrations with me and Scott out on the team. We were nearing the end of practice and I had had enough. I turned to the team and as the captain, I told them to hit the showers. No one moved and I yelled at them to get their asses in the locker room now. I turned on Coach and said quietly so only he heard – “don’t you dare say anything.” Everyone scrambled to the locker room.

I turned on my uncle – “What is wrong with you. I get that you and Scott think I fucked up but honestly, I don’t agree and I think that pisses you both off. I know I’m a lot to handle, just like a certain uncle was when he was in high school and his dad was the principal. You and my dad should both know how this shit is and I would have hoped that I would have gotten more support from my family than this. Let me finish. EVERY teacher in this school has three standards for students in this school – 1. For the slackers, you all just do enough to get them through. 2. For the top portion of the students, you bend over backward and help them achieve their goals because they show promise. 3. For Luke – everything he does has to be perfect, he can’t talk, he can’t think, he can’t do anything remotely approaching normal because if he does the hammer comes down.”

Coach – “Luke that just isn’t true. You were allowed out of detention because you are in group 2.”

Luke – “bullshit I was let out because you are my uncle and Scott knew he was wrong. I got detention for talking but Joey didn’t and he was talking right along with me and if you even say I continued to talk to Ryley, I call bullshit there too because everyone from the front of the room to his seat gave him a high five and welcomed him to the school. So, hear me on this – I’m done. This is my last practice, I’m through playing and you can shove state up your ass.”

I know, real mature huh. But for fucks sake I feel like because my mom is the principal every teacher at this school has a hard-on for me and holds me to a higher standard. I don’t know if that is to impress my mom or to knock her down a peg because I’m always in trouble. I went into the locker room, threw my shit in my backpack, and walked out with Coach following me the entire way.

I got to my Jeep and threw my stuff in the back, got in, started it up and was ready to back out when Coach’s hand reached through the window and grabbed the steering wheel. I looked at him with such animosity that it was palpable. He let go of the wheel and stepped back. I left the lot and headed home.

When I pulled into the driveway my dad was standing there waiting. I knew there would be a confrontation when he got home but I thought I had another 30+ minutes for him to get home from his tech company in the nearby metropolis. I forgot he was working from home today. Here we go, Luke wrong everyone else right.

I pulled into the garage and stepped out of my jeep. Dad was right there and did not look happy. “Luke you can’t quit with the season on the line. It isn’t fair to your teammates; I don’t give two licks about your coach and what this would mean for him. Your teammates deserve to have you on the field with them and the opportunity to win state.”

Well shit, I wasn’t prepared for this argument and just looked at him like some moronic freshman. “Dad, I’m tired of all the bullshit. Since I started high school, I have been getting a load of crap from the teachers. I don’t know if it is because of my mouth or because of mom. I thought I would have a chance with Uncle Austin coming to teach and coach 3 years ago but it only got worse. Now that I have Uncle Scott as a teacher, I can’t do anything right.”

Dad – “Well you were disrespectful to Scott in class and Austin at practice.”

Luke – “That’s total and utter bullshit.” Just then Scott and Austin pulled up to the house. Uncle Austin was out of the car in a flash and pissed as hell. Honestly, I couldn’t give two shits about it.

Austin – “Lukey what the hell? You dismiss my practice and growl at me not to say anything. Where do you get off?”

Scott – “Luke, Austin is right that was disrespectful, just like you were in my class today.” As the words fell out of his mouth my mom pulled into the driveway. Shit, this day just keeps on getting better and better.

Mom – “So what is this, 3 on 1. Maybe I’ll team up with Luke and at least make it seem fair. Let’s all go in the house and talk about what it is that made three grown men lose their shit with a 17-year-old boy.” God, I love my mom, even if she was going to kick my ass when we got in the house, which I’m pretty sure was going to be the case.

We all made our way into the family room before Uncle Austin started in on me again. My mom simply turned and looked at Austin and he was quiet. “Thank you, Austin, I need some sweet tea before we get into this. Does anyone want anything else?” I was refilling my water bottle. With drinks dispersed and everyone sitting somewhere in the living room, my mom looked at Austin and asked him – “So what has your underwear in a bunch?” I struggled not to smile or laugh. My dad wasn’t composed as he laughed loudly.

Austin was fuming – “Mel, your son is impossible. First, he gets detention the week before district playoffs and then dares to call my practice short and threaten me not to say anything, then he quits with districts, regional and state hanging in the balance.”

Mom – “Scott anything you would like to add?”

Scott – “Mel, I know we are approaching the end of the year but Luke is always talking and interrupting class. I had enough today and gave him detention. Then Austin went out on a limb to get me to change my mind. Then evidently decided to disrespect Austin on the field.”

Mom – “Luke anything to add?” I just looked at my mom and shrugged my shoulders. I was convinced that no matter what I said, I was in a no-win situation. I was a student; they were teachers and she was the principal. So, I said nothing.

Mom – “Alright then Luke I have no choice but to ground you and ask you to apologize for your behavior and make it right with the team tomorrow.”

Dad – “Hold on for a minute. Luke may not be willing to go to toe with you educators but I will. I was pissed at him when he got home but I got a different perspective when we talked. I have a few questions for the three of you before I will let any punishment stand.”

Austin – “Really Conor? You are going to defend his actions?”

Dad – “Austin, defend may be a strong word.” The doorbell rang, I said I would get it and popped up before anyone could disagree. When I answered the door, there stood ‘sex on a stick’ Mr. Ryley Matthews. Fuck me he was gorgeous. Ryley – “hey there, gorgeous, you were out of there so fast you forgot your phone.”

I am never at a loss for words, but I just stood there with my mouth open staring at this fucking stud. Ryley chuckled – “so you are not used to having someone be as bold as you are? Well hold on to your dick, I’m going to have you naked and shooting a load in my ass before the end of the week. I see there appears to be a parent-teacher conference going on in there so I’ll be going.” He leaned in and kissed me on the mouth, with his tongue. He handed me the phone and squeezed my cock. “Damn I thought that might be a sock but it’s all you. Tootles.”

That has never happened to me in almost 18 years. I have never been tongue-tied in my life. Did I hear him right – he did say he was going to have my load up his ass. I could get down with that. So, I opened the door and ran after him. I knocked on his car window and when he opened it, I leaned in and kissed him. “Just to be clear, you had me tongue-tied and all messed up in the head earlier but know this – I will meet your challenge and rock your world.” I kissed him again with all the passion I could muster. When I was done, he was flush and on his heels.

I went back into the house and flopped into my seat. Which got me a slap upside the head and admonishment for flopping on the furniture – “So has my fate been decided? Is it the military for this ungrateful little shit?” Another smack this time from my mom.

Dad – “No we held off until you were back. So, who was the boy that kissed you?” Fuck they saw that. Before I could answer Uncle Scott piped up.”

Scott – “Conor that was the new kid – Ryley Matthews. He seems to be a good kid, well-mannered, considerate, stellar grades and activities from his previous school.”

Dad – “I didn’t realize that the Matthews had arrived in time for him to start school today.” Everyone looked at my dad and were waiting for more but he started in on the matter at hand, Luke’s bad behavior. “So, Scott it’s interesting you point out that Ryley’s a good kid and well mannered. Did he talk to any students on the way to his desk or did he only talk after Luke welcomed him to the school?”

Scott, Austin and Mom were all caught off guard. They saw this going differently when I didn’t say anything. My dad waited for an answer, just staring at Scott.

Scott – “well he may have responded to greetings from the class on the way to his desk.”

Dad – “hmmm, so was Luke the only one talking before Ryley showed up in the classroom?”

Scott – “no, Joey was talking as well.”

Dad – “thanks. Austin while I don’t agree with countermanding the coach, do you think there was a reason Luke sent the team to the locker room?”

Austin – “I have no idea; you would have to ask Luke.”

Dad – “I already did but wanted to hear your take on it.”

Austin – “Again, I’m not sure.”

Dad – “Could it have been that you had run the kids ragged and there were kids that were running the risk of exhaustion in the heat and humidity. How many water breaks had you given them?”

Austin – “No and enough.”

Luke – “Uncle Austin, that is categorically not true. You had us running and doing drills for 90 minutes and one water break, which was less than 5 minutes. You were pissed off at me for getting in trouble with Uncle Scott and you having to bargain for my release.” Uncle Austin lowered his head and didn’t say anything else.

Mom – “Well that is beside the point…”

Dad interrupted – “Hold on madam principal. You have teachers, not just these two holding one student to a higher standard than all others. If he is doing the same thing as others, shouldn’t his punishment be the same as theirs not worse? Before you answer that question, I’m telling you three as his parent, if the answer is not, he should be treated the same as any other kid, I’m pulling him out of school and will enroll him in the high school next to my office.”

Pandemonium ensued. I was shocked that my dad had put his foot down and that he sided with me. I was certain that I was going to get my ass handed to me, which still may happen but at least I had an ally. My phone buzzed in my pocket.

Ryley – ‘so your balls in a sling or are you good?’

Luke – ‘how did you get your contact into my phone? Yet to be determined on how screwed I am.’

Ryley – ‘I have mad skills. I hope your balls are good because I want to drain them.’

Luke – ‘Joey opened it. I would like you to drain them. I’ll let you know if they are available or grounded.’

Ryley – ‘if there grounded, leave your window open and I’ll crawl in. I think you’re hot and I know you feel the same about me. Not sure if I can wait. Look to your left.’

Luke – ‘stalker’

Ryley – ‘not really. Just horny as fuck. You do realize the adults are staring at you?’

Fuck me, now I’m going to get it for texting while getting grounded. I glanced to my left again and Ryley was laughing his ass off. I was trying hard to keep it together.

Mom – “something you would like to share with the class?”

Luke – “well the new kid wants to get naked and have sex. He’s standing in the backyard to my left.” All eyes came to rest on Ryley. Who immediately stopped laughing and looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

Luke – ‘I told them you want to get naked and have sex with me.’ Ryley looked down at his phone and when he looked up my dad was inviting him into the house. He just stared at my dad.

Luke – ‘dude just come in.’ Ryley looked at his phone and started to move to the door, just as my mom snatched my phone from my hands. She quickly read the text exchange.

Mom – “Well Mr. Matthews it appears you are as ballsy as my son and have made quite the impression on said son. Why don’t you head up to the media room and when we are done here you can come back and introduce yourself properly before trying to bed my son.”

Ryley went completely red but to his credit, he held it together. “Thank you for inviting me in Mrs. and Mr. Calhoun. I apologize if I was a bit forward but I do find Luke extremely attractive as well as one hell of a team captain and it’s the last part that made me bold with my desire to maybe be his boyfriend.” He left the room and headed to the media room.

Ryley – ‘I’m going to make you pay for that little stunt, but it won’t hurt too much.’

Mom – “well it seems Ryley is going to make you pay. Ok back to the matter at hand. Luke being disrespectful yes or no.”

Luke – “Mom, Uncle Scott, Uncle Austin – I know you all think I am a little shit and have no respect for any teacher at school but frankly that is bullshit. I never had an issue with a teacher until I got to high school. They all loved me and I have not changed who I am EVER. I have had a target on my back forever, I am the only child of a tech billionaire and a shipping heiress that happens to be the principal. Every teacher at that school takes every opportunity to target me for the slightest infraction.

Case in point today – Mr. England decided I needed to be an example for the class.”

Scott – “Luke that is not true.”

Luke – “Uncle Scott it is true. With 15 minutes left in class, I was talking quietly to Joey; Melissa was talking to Carly and Shay was talking to Brett. Everyone was being quiet so as not to disturb those that were not finished with the assignment. The ONLY person nailed for talking was ME. You did not say one word to Joey, Melisa, Carly, Shay or Brett. Why?”

Scott sat there and did not say a word. What could he say, he was wrong? “So, I got detention. Did I say that I would not attend? Did I reach out to Coach to save my ass? No to both questions. So, Coach Calhoun, why did you come to the rescue? Was it for the injustice or was it to ensure you won district?”

Austin – “Being completely honest, because of the district meet and I wanted to be a hero. I think of you as a son and I wanted to get you out of trouble.”

Luke – “Thank you for that. As far as shutting practice down, you were running kids into the ground. I could have approached it differently but I was certain that you wouldn’t hear me because you were pissed for having to butt heads with Uncle Scott.

Mom, I don’t know if some of the teachers have a target on my back because you are the principal or if it is because of the ‘money’ but it is real and I live with it every day. I don’t say anything because it’s not worth the headache. Today I snapped because I felt like the two teachers that would not do that to me were doing it. I was pissed and frankly still am. I don’t want special treatment but I certainly don’t want to be the target either.

I’m sorry that this blew up 6 weeks before I graduate. I love you all but I have a cute boy waiting upstairs for me, am I dead or do I have a chance at life?”

Mom – “you live but that boy will come and meet the family. Scott/Austin will you stay for dinner, nothing fancy as pizza should be delivered in the next 10 minutes. You can meet the future, Mr. Calhoun.”

Luke – “Shit mom do you have to be so over the top?”

Luke AKA mom – ‘time to face the music big boy.’

Ryley – ‘were you checking out my bulge? On my way.’

My mom handed my phone back to me. I looked at the texts she sent and looked at her with a bit of shock. She winked at me and chuckled. The doorbell rang and she got the pizza.

As everyone was grabbing pizza from the boxes my mom chirped in with – “So Ryley, Luke tells me he thinks you have a big package, is he right?” All eyes shifted between Ryley and my mom. Ryley winked at me and hit my mom with – “Mrs. Calhoun, I don’t know if it would be considered big or not but my last partner truly enjoyed all 9 inches of meat swing between my legs. Mrs. Calhoun, would you consider that big or would you say that is, ok?”

Mom’s face turned 3 sheets of red, my dad was chuckling and Scott and Austin were intrigued.

Luke – “Ryley, I’m not sure what mom would have to say but I’ve seen my dad soft in the locker room and I would think based on that and knowing what I get up to I would say it is more than ok but I’m not a size queen, mother your thoughts?”

Mom – “Ryley I think you will make a partner happy. So, Luke how do you stack up?”

Luke – “Do you want me to answer that question?” A blank stare of defiance from my mom so I plowed forward. “Mom I would venture to guess that dad and I are about the same size – right around 10 inches. So, I’ will ask you the question again is 9 inches big or ok and telling us again that Ryley will make a partner happy is a bullshit answer.” My mom shot me daggers and turned-on heels heading for the table to have pizza and salad.

Dad – “so dear is that a yes, it is big or a yes, it’s, ok?”

Mom – ‘Fuck you Conor. Ryley, I would say that it is big and congratulations on good genes.”

Everyone chuckled and gathered around the table to eat. Austin quizzed my dad about how he knew the Matthews family. Ryley was equally interested in the answer as the rest of the folks around the table.