Awoken Sins

Lust.

Out of all of the Sins, Lust has the most beauty. Her glowing skin must captivate eyes of all genders. Of course, I like to think of Lust as something more than beauty. As she is also the pain that is caused when you realize that you will never hold the beauty of the unobtainable.

Beauty is pain.

Lust is beauty.

I feel a sudden nudge on my side as I shift out of my day-dream. I look up to see my close friend Brodie with a big grin on his face. I gather my surroundings and remember that we're still at school, in the courtyard having a lunch break, sitting next to Brodie on a bench.

Brodie is just a few inches taller than me, making him 5"11. He's one of the athletes on the soccer team, however he looks just like your average teenager with brown hair and brown eyes, a pimple or two somewhere on his face at all times. His build is toned, but not athletic. Today he's wearing his classic grey athletic shorts and a white shirt with a little black tick worth $80. He smells of deodorant with a hint of sweat. He must have just finished gym.

Although it's not the 'average' look that attracts me to Brodie. What attracts me to him is his confidence. I am what some people consider 'reserved', I can't imagine myself doing anything outside of my comfort zone, unless I'm with Brodie, that's when my barriers break and I'm trying something new for the first time.

Brodie also fascinates me, I wouldn't dare touch my crotch in public, yet here he is next to me giving his crotch area an itch. Something that seems to small to him would be in my wank bank for weeks. If only some guys knew how desirable those small actions are.

"Beauty of the unobtainable" I think to myself again.

"Bro are you stoned?" he chuckles.

Lately I feel like I've been out of the loop, one of my favorite teachers in the school left recently. He was kind of my go to guy when it came to advice. He's the only one who knows, and can know about my secret. It would be the death of me if any of my friends found out that... I'm... I'm...

"Bro?" I see his fingers clicking in front of my face.

"What?" I blink at him.

"You are stoned!" He says, chuckling again.

"You know I'm not stoned man, my Mum would kill me if she found out. I've just been thinking a lot lately."

Now he's really grinning. Something is up.

"Well you will be soon"

"What?"

He pauses for a moment and looks down at his shorts.

"Dude what the fuck are you doing" I say quietly.

He puts his hands inside his pants, digging around and starts to pull out something.

"I thought I would hide it inside my pants" he says looking at me grinning again.

"So 'mind if I spend a night? I seriously need a break from my Mum, she's been on my case all week."

He dangles the tinnie in front of my face.

The only reason why he's asking is because he wants a place to smoke it. His mother doesn't have a job, so she stays at home all the time. Which leads him to my place. Both my parents work full time from shortly after I finish school, meaning I get the whole house to myself most nights. My mother works as a full time nurse, and my father as a doctor, but I don't need to get into too much details with that.

I've never smoked weed at all, however I cannot refuse my close friends big grin of his. Plus it lets me check him out at the comfort of my own home, and so far all the things I have done with Brodie hasn't got me into trouble.

"Nah, can't tonight- rents are home." I lie

The lie worked, as his grin dropped suddenly.

"I'm kidding bro" I laugh.

He quickly gets up to shake me from his excitement.

He then whispers into my ear "we're gonna get so fucked."

I shiver at the hope of something more.

Me and Brodie wander around the schools hallways throughout the rest of lunch break. With his arm around my neck giving me a lecture about how to get a girl. I was actually busting to go toilet most of the conversation and just thought I would drag it on just to look at him and feel his arm around me a bit longer.

That was all ruined when he saw Georgia talking with her group of friends. She's probably one of the sluttiest chicks at the school. She has the package to go along with it, she's friendly with guys she's attracted to (or has something she wants) and a total bitch to anyone else. She's also gorgeous, but I can't tell what she looks like underneath all that makeup.

Brodie has had a huge crush on Georgia since she started 'growing', mainly because he's just a horny teenager that wants to bone any chick with a 'huge heart' as he likes to call it.

Brodie looks at me, releases his arm around my neck and gives me a slight nudge.

"I don't blame you for checking her out" he says to me.

"Just remember she's mine" he gives me a light punch in the arm.

"Dude, I wasn't checking her out" I say to him.

"Anyway, she probably has had more dicks in her this past week then I've seen in my entire lifetime" I say looking back at her.

He looks at me thinking...

"You're probably right" he says.

"You're probably missing a dick down there so she probably hasn't had any dick in her at all this week" he continues while I throw a playful punch at him.

"Don't worry, I've got enough dick for the both of us" he says laughing.

"She's probably desperate at this point..." he whispers to himself.

I shake my head, the lunch break bell has just rang, indicating we have 7 minutes to get to class.

I let him know that we'll catch up after class and we parted ways. Him walking towards Georgia and me speed walking towards the nearest toilets.

My last class of the day is Health, with my old teacher gone that means we're going to get a substitute teacher, or perhaps even a new teacher.

As I walk into the bathroom my mind starts wondering off again as to the thought of what Brodie said earlier.

"I've got enough dick for the both of us"

As I'm taking a piss, I'm thinking about the size of his dick and fantasizing about all ways I seduce him after school.

I snap out of my fantasy with half a boner in my hand. Realizing that I have about 3 minutes to get to class or else I'll face detention.

I fit my boner into my pants flush the toilet and wash my hands. I brush my hair to the side with my hand while having a quick glance at myself in the mirror.

I guess this is where I should describe myself.

I have mouse-blonde hair with blue eyes. I have quite the average looking face if I do say so myself. I've recently been sprouting up some specks of facial hair under my nose that I trim once a week.

My hair is an organized mess, however I do prefer my hair messy as it feels like less maintenance and it's the one of the few things that my parents can't control in my life.

I'm 17 years of age, and I'm currently 5"9'

I'm hopeful that I'm still growing, as I feel that I am a late bloomer.

I'm an average-skinny build, I don't partake in any sports however I like to swim quite a lot at our local pool.

Today I'm wearing my casual clothes. A light sweater with lightly dusted khakis shorts.

Most of my wardrobe consist of blue, grey and a variety of other bland clothes.

As I rush out and head towards my Health class I see other students scrambling about.

Most of the students are already in class meaning that I have to hurry.

The second bell rings, indicating that those who aren't in class already will likely face detention. I start walking to health class in defeat, and notice the rest of the students who were scrambling about are doing the same.

I start to get angry at myself for getting myself stuck in detention on a Friday.

As I walk into class, about a minute late I see a god standing before me. I blink twice with a shocked expression on my face as I see the new teacher talking to the class before him.

He looks at me and asks me for my name.

"Mi..Michael" I say with a stutter.

He grabs a marker and writes my name on the board.

He's one of those type of teachers, dangit.

"Michael you can take a seat." he says sternly.

I take a seat and take my time checking this teacher out.

He looks like he's off Latin decent, however he definitely has the American accent. He stands about 6"2' with what looks like a very strong build. I would guess he would be in his mid to late 20s, however I wouldn't be surprised if he was in his 30s either.

His skin is a light bronze, and his hair is trimmed and tidy.

Of course, with most Latin men his eyes and hair are brown. He reminds me of my friend Brodie in that aspect, they even have a similar style of hairdo.

As the thought of Brodie, my eyes instinctively look down at his package. He's got a bulge but I can't really tell if that bulge is coming from the jeans.

As I look back at his eyes, I see him looking at me. My face starts to burn crimson red from embarrassment.

He clears his throat.

"Alright, I'll reintroduce myself for those who came in late" I feel the eyes of the class look at me.

"I'm Mr. Ramos, I'm your new teacher for Health education" he finally releases his gaze upon me.

"Mr Yates will no longer be your teacher due to personal reasons, I don't believe he has any intentions on coming back anytime soon"

"Today we'll be discussing sexual education, since there are 29 students in here today we will be separating into groups of 3, meaning that there would be a group of two and I'll be joining the last group."

"The groups will be sorted by who came in, I know most of your names already as I asked for your name as you came in. After the groups are together, I will give out the assignment. Are there any questions?"

The class remains silent, but of course the class brainiac, Lucy raises her hand.

"Why are we re-discussing sexual education?" Lucy asks.

"We went through it already through the first years of high school" she finishes.

"That is a good question" he pauses.

"Currently you guys are in the time of your life where you are most likely to make a mistake which you will regret for the rest of your life" that got most of the students attention.

"This class today will help you protect yourself from that mistake." He pauses again.

"Any other questions"

And then the class remains silent again.

He then starts calling out all of the groups, and finally getting to me and Justin.

I knew I was going to be in the last group with Mr Ramos, I just didn't know who with. I didn't know I would be sharing my group with the two hottest people in the room.

Justin is a jock, kind of arrogant and kind of cocky. I didn't like his attitude at all, but he definitely doesn't hurt the eyes.

I look at Justin as all the other groups pair up, he seems to be resting on his arm on his desk. I get up from my chair and walk up to him and getting a close look at his biceps before clearing my throat.

"Hey Justin, we're in the same group" I say to him.

He groans and looks up at me. He's obviously tired, or perhaps just bored.

I kind of feel intimidated by him. Even though he seems like he's half dead. He gives me a death glare, I don't know what to do, so I move back towards my seat.

"Now that you are all within your groups I can assign today's assignment"

"Today we will practice putting condoms on these plastic penises" Mr Ramos says.

The entire class laughs, that's until he empties a bag full of about a dozen dildos.

I'm shocked, and I'm sure the rest of the class is aswell. This is not what we did throughout the earlier years in sexual education. Normally we would put it on a cylinder that looks nothing like a penis.

"This is the best way to teach about sexual education, I'm sure the shock factor will help the class remember today's lesson. It will also help you understand what size condom you need, for those who think they need a magnum."

"You can begin by assigning someone in your group to choose a plastic penis, there are 10 penises here, and quite the variety to choose from. There are also condoms in this bag, make sure you choose the correct condom for your plastic penis, remember this is a learning experience so you have to make the right choices. You can switch plastic penises with other groups when you succeed in putting a condom on your plastic penis. I will give you students 30 minutes"

"Begin" he finishes.

The class starts discussing and slowly but surely dildos are going. I get up to try get Justin's attention again but he seems out of it. He's not even responding to me calling his name at this point.

I'm about to give up when I find Mr Ramos next to me. He asks me what's the problem and I let him know the situation with Justin.

Mr Ramos has a grin on his face as he lets me know that he has a plan.

He goes to the front of the class and comes back with his hand behind his back, then places a big brown dildo right next to Justin's face.

He then nudges Justin until there is a groan coming from him. He wakes up to find the big brown dildo right next to his face and the blood has left his face like he has seen the devil.

My mouth goes dry as I personally look at the brown dildo, then up to Mr Ramos's reaction.

"What the fuck man" Justin says, shoving the dildo to the floor.

Mr Ramos seems to be pleased with himself that he managed to get Justin's attention. He then walks away again

"You would know what the fuck if you paid attention to the teacher" I reply back.

I bend over and grab the dildo and shake it in front of Justin's face.

That definitely put him into animal mode as he snatches the dildo from me.

"The assessment is we need to put a condom on the dick" I say to him.

"Where is the condom" he yawns.

I look at the front of the class and remember that the condoms are contained in the bag up front.

I look at the dildo and wonder what size condom would fit this monster.

"Hey Justin" I nudge him

"What size condom do you think this dildo needs?"

"Try Magnum XL" he says before resting on his arm again.

I sigh and walk up to the front of the class, it seems most of the students have returned back to their seats and have started playing around with the 'plastic penises'

I look at the bag and the mess of the students, and noticed that one dildo has been left behind, meaning that one group hasn't gotten up to get the last dildo.

The floor and desk are littered with a variation of condoms, I start searching.

"Find the right size yet?" Mr. Ramos asks.

"No sir." I reply back, he takes a pause before asking.

"What size are you looking for?"

"Magnum XL" I reply back fast.

He takes another long pause.

"There isn't any in that bag" he states.

"Oh, well I think we need a Magnum XL" I say.

"I've got some of my own, you can borrow one of those." he replies with a stretch.

I didn't really question as to why he has a Magnum XL condom of his own, especially in his front desk. I go around his desk to grab the condom from his hand and notice a noticeable size bulge in his jeans.

I look up at his face again and get flustered, and rush back towards my desk with Justin.

He finally looks like he woke up, after a year in being in a coma.

I got the condom and placed it next to the dildo, and walked up to grab a seat from another desk and start to bring it closer to his desk.

"Leave the chair there."

"Why?"

"Fuck you ask a lot of questions." I feel intimidated again as he looks angrily at me.

I decided not to question him and just decided to kneel on the floor next to his desk.

He grabs the dildo which was sitting on the other side of the desk from me, and asks me where the lube was.

I look at him confused again.

"The lube, where is the lube?" he looks at me. I look at him puzzled.

"You can't just stick a condom on a dick like this." Now it's his turn to wag the dildo in my face. I gulp instinctively.

"The teacher didn't mention anything about lube." I state.

"He might be testing our knowledge, plus there isn't any lube up on the desk anyway" he says, looking up at the desk.

"So he was paying attention." I thought to myself.

"You need to lube it up" he says.

I look at him puzzled yet again. He can't expect me to stop asking questions when he keeps saying stupid stuff.

"With what?" I ask

"Spit."

I didn't expect to hear that from him.

I look at him, he's looking at me seriously. He wags the dildo in front of my face again. I'm feeling flustered.

He's starting to push the dildo up towards my mouth, I instinctively open.

"He's right." Mr Ramos suddenly says.

"I didn't supply lube, I was hoping you would think to use another form of lube, smart thinking Justin."

"But you don't need to stick it in your mouth, you could have just spat on it Michael." Mr. Ramos says while looking down on me.

I look up at Mr Ramos, on my knees him standing right next to me.

I'm suddenly feeling the warmth from his bulge next to my face. Or maybe that's just my face heating from embarrassment. This would normally be a memory for the spank bank, if I weren't dying from embarrassment.

Justin has a smirk on his face, now rubbing the dildo on the side of my face.

I snatch the dildo from him, then spat on it.

Mr Ramos is walking away again, so I'm feeling a bit more relaxed. However Justin is just staring at me with a glaze in his eyes.

"You have to jerk it off now" Justin says, still watching me with the dildo in my hand.

"Unless you feel like sticking it in your mouth again." He says with a smirk.

I spat on it once more and started rubbing the spit on the dildo. This continues for a bit longer than necessary until Mr Ramos is back again.

"It's about time you get the condom on, don't you think? You will be the last group in class at this rate"

I look around and notice that most groups are back to their desks, I must have got carried away with jerking the dildo off.

"Here, I can put the condom on" Justin says while patting my head. I actually feel comforted from that response. Justin feels friendly and intimidating at the same time.

He takes the dildo away from me, quickly opens the condom package and easily enough, has the condom wrapped on the dildo perfectly.

Mr Ramos praises Justin's work and asks us to get back to our desks for some written work.

I get back to my desk, and find a form we have to fill out, it was basically asking about all of our previous knowledge with Sexual Education, what we know about STI's / STD's, how to perform safe sex when the time comes, and what's the difference between bacteria, virus, fungi and parasites.

I sigh and count 7 pages we have to fill out. Class drifts on and the end of the day is approaching. I'm finally done and notice that Mr Ramos is going around the class giving each student a quick talk. I'm assuming it's about today's exercise.

When he reaches me, he bends his knees a bit and puts his hand on my shoulder, and whispers into my ear.

"Michael, remember you have detention after class."

I get mad at myself, and at him for remembering. I was hoping he would be a cool teacher and just forget about the ordeal.

As class comes to an end, I quickly remind myself to text Brodie about how I'll be stuck in class detention for a bit. The time period is usually chosen by the Teacher, it shouldn't last any longer than 30 minutes though.

I watch as Mr Ramos walks away, and starts talking with the rest of the students again.

The talk lingers with Justin for a bit before continuing on with the rest of the students.

As the final bell of the day rings, all the students pack up and leave for their weekend endeavors. I feel Justin brush up against me as he walks out. Asshole.

I'm however stuck in class for another 30 or so minutes due to being a minute late to class. What a rigged system.

I think back to Brodie and our conversation earlier today. I'm starting to play the fantasy out again in my head when I hear Mr Ramos clear his throat.

"How did you feel about today's class?" He looks down at me. I'm feeling this sensation of being intimidated but also fueled with lust.

"It was okay." I state back.

"Learn anything new about putting the condom on a dildo."

This was his first time today calling the 'plastic penis' a dildo, so I was taken aback for a second.

"I didn't put the condom on, Justin did that, remember?" I answer while avoiding contact with him.

"Oh right, well I guess you didn't get the chance to learn then." He says, moving towards the door of the class and locking the door.

"Would you like to try?" He says this while looking away from me. This is the first time I've noticed him being a bit uncertain.

I'm again taking aback by the way he is stating these questions.

I look at him, puzzled.

I gave it a few seconds thought, I'd rather do anything than just sit still for 30 minutes, plus it was fun jerking the dildo off.

"Sure" I reply, while giving a quick nod. He then pulls out a magnum condom from his wallet in his pocket.

"Go ahead" he says.

I look around for the dildo, then look up at his face.

"Where's the dildo?" I ask, while still looking up at him.

He has a reassuring look, and gives a little head bump downwards hinting at something lower.

I slowly look down his chest, towards the bulge that I've been sneaking peeks at all day.

That's until I saw the tube. It seems he stuffed the brown dildo down his pants or something and it's been pushed to the side.

I look up at his face again, and still his emotions remain the same. With the look of reassurance.

He starts to unbutton his jeans, and unzips his pants. He must know I didn't want to lead this. I'm half dazed at what's going on, my heart is pumping fast. I feel faint.

He pulls his jeans down until I'm face to face with a large lump in his white briefs.

"Your turn, remember this is a group effort" He chuckles to himself.

I reach for the top of his briefs, and peel them down with shaky hands. Inch by inch I'm slowly exposing a long tube. Then it flings towards me as the snake is released.

10 inches of pure Latino meat is within inches from my face. I try to inhale deeply, but my heart is in my chest from this situation. I can see his cockhead bubbling juice as his dick throbs. His dick is uncut and his dickhead is slightly covered. His dick is naturally pointing downwards, it has an ugly beauty. There is a full black bush, and his balls are also lightly covered in hair.

"Remember what Justin said, first step is to lubricate it." I look up at him as he is saying this, I'm still experiencing the initial shock.

I'm about to spit on his dick, when I finally got the hint.

I look up at Mr Ramos one last time but he has his eyes closed. Starting to relax I grab onto his dick and peel back his foreskin. A pink head gets exposed; more of his aroma captures my senses. He moans lightly and cups my head with his hands.

I move my head closer to his dick, and take a sharp breathe in. His aroma is intoxicating me.

I move my head back a bit and look directly at the snakes eye as precum leaks out. I give it a long lick and watch his cock throb again.

"This guy doesn't need spit for lube, he produces enough precum on his own" I think to myself.

His precum is salty, however the thought of licking a dickhead of such a god sends me into overdrive, and I start lapping all around his dick. The smoothness of his skin, the wetness of his dick head on my cheek when i lick on the side of his cock when I reach the root. All these new experiences I'm feeling; I'm getting over excited from his aroma.

Suddenly he holds my head still away from his dick.

"Open" he orders.

I follow orders and open my mouth, I don't believe I will get much in my mouth with the thickness of his dick, but I will bloody hell try.

He aims his dick towards my open mouth without taking hold of his dick. I'm feeling his dick rubbing around all my face trying to seek entrance.

He finally manages to get the dick close to my mouth, and starts to slowly push forward. My mouth is being opened more than normal, and my lips start to stretch to the point where they are getting uncomfortable.

I get the full head in my mouth, and feel his precum coating my tongue.

"Now that you have lubricated the head, you need to jerk it off to spread the lube."

Now that's something I can do, if he had asked me to take the entire thing in my throat I would have thought he would have gone insane.

I'm starting to jerk him off slowly, he slowly dribbles some of his own spit to help lubricate his pole. This goes on for a few minutes, but he must have been dissapointed by my speed since he slaps my hand out of my way and replaced it with his.

He jerks off fast, I feel his precum trickle out of his dick faster, the speed of him jerking off makes it hard to keep balance on his dickhead.

His precum oozes more frequently, I'm going crazy over the taste.

Suddenly he holds my head still with both hands.

"Look at me." he orders once again.

I look up at him through slightly wet eyes, his brown eyes are melting me. As much as I feel uncomfortable physically (my jaw is beginning to hurt). I begin to feel comforted by his gaze.

That's when I felt the first twitch.

"Swallow" a third order, I obey.

Every time he shot a large load, he ordered me to swallow.

"Swallow" "Swallow" Swallow"

After the 7th shot he stopped ordering me to swallow, and his dick was oozing cum instead of shooting.

He pulls my head away from his dick head and holds me up against the root of his dick.

I breathe in the smell of his pubes. Sweat, cologne. Man. Lust.

This is the smell that has can comfort me, a smell that I could get used to.

Hey guys, this story took quite awhile to write (perhaps around 2 hours?)

Please give comments and provide feedback, I write to tailor you guys, while also for myself.

I've been thinking about including Justin straight away, however we can always leave him for later and head right for Brodie :)

I'm also holding out for the real sex later, no need to rush into the story right away.

You can provide feedback on the comments below, my profile (I believe GayDemon allows that) or you can send me a private email towards my email listed on my profile page.

P.S. Apologies if the sexual part ended too fast, it's my first time writing erotica.

-Michael