My First Love

This story is a work of fiction.  It is a gay bondage fantasy, no part of which is based on real life.   Any resemblance therefore to anyone living or dead is purely accidental.  This story depicts male on male sexual practices, if you are offended by this then stop reading now.

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MONDAY

Monday finally got here.  It dawned hot and clear.  It was turning out to be one of our hottest summers on record.

I’d spent most of the weekend checking the park, to see if I could find Will.  Any time I thought I could slip out of the house without raising too much suspicion, I was down at the park trying to ‘accidentally’ bump into Will again.  But I had no luck.  So, I had to wait 'till Monday, and try and find Will at school.

We're very lucky at Murrumbeena High School; we have a great P.E. Dept. they are really big on track and field.  We have three ovals, and one was dedicated entirely to track and field.  We had running tracks, a shot put/discus area, a sandpit for long jump, as well as being set up for a lot of other track and field stuff.  We entered all the interschool competitions, as well as the local, state, and national comps.  We’ve even had some students competing internationally, and currently, we can boast about having one Olympian and a Commonwealth champion at our school.

Yep, our school is very competitive.  Consequently, I had a fair idea where I’d find Will at lunch-time.  Yep, out on the running track, running laps, obviously.  Although I’m not too sure, while I am athletic, I haven’t tried out for any of the teams, it’s just not my thing.  Troy is the athlete in our family, and being in year 10, I no longer have to do any extra track and field stuff.  I guess the school Staff realise that if we hadn't got into track and field by now, we were never going too.  So, now I just do my regular P.E. sessions, and this lets me get on with the rest of my studies.  Anyway, I still wasn’t 100% sure Will would be there, but I certainly hoped so, and Will didn’t disappoint, as I watched him run ‘round the track in his shorts and t-shirt.  I’d have given anything to see Will run in lycra, or even better yet to see him run naked.  But, then we are at school, worst luck.

          Murrumbeena High is a co-ed school, for which I am incredibly grateful for today.  I don't think I could have got through the morning if we’d been a single-sex school, as it was I was finding it very hard to concentrate all morning.  I can't ever remember being so interested in checking out my male classmates before.  I mean after my ‘session’ with Will on Friday, it’s like a switch has been thrown inside my head, and suddenly it seems as though I am sex-mad or something.  I kept catching myself trying to surreptitiously check out my classmates, my friends, well, the male ones anyway, and I’d never noticed just how hung some of them are before.  I had to stop myself from dacking them all too seriously check them all out in the flesh, and I’d certainly never noticed just how often they all play with their junk.  I mean seriously they’re constantly poking and prodding at their junk, or scratching their junk, it's a wonder their cocks don't all fall off or have to walk around with perpetual hardons, with all the constant fondling they do.  Then there’s the constant adjusting of their pants and underwear; honestly, I was beginning to wonder if they'd all got massive wedgies or something.  Except, of course, for all the guys who go commando, but even they still adjust their cock and balls in their pants constantly.  It’s a wonder we don’t all sport wood constantly.  Have they no shame?  It doesn’t seem to matter where they are, or who may be watching, but there they are poking and prodding at their junk.

So, by lunch-time, I was getting pretty hot and bothered.  I woofed my lunch down and headed over to the oval to see if I could find Will.  I was praying that he wasn't away at a meet or something.  I mean, that’d be just too much to bear.  And I was feeling pretty stretched as it is.

But, I was in luck.  When I got to the oval, I could see Will running on the other side of the track. So I sat in the stands and just watched him as he ran, well, I guess flowed would be a better word.  Will just looked so fluid.  So effortless, as he ran, I was mesmerized.

As Will came into the turn, it looked like he was running right at me, but all I had eyes for though, was his crotch as his legs pushed his junk around.  Then when Will hit the straight, I got a great view of his gorgeous bubble butt and tried to work out how it was that I was lucky enough, not only get to see that butt and cock in the flesh, but how I was able to kiss, lick, and suck the both of them.  To bury my face in the fleshy mounds of Will’s enormous bubble butt.

I fantasized about accosting Will right there and then, right in the middle of the running track. Of ripping Will’s shorts and jockstrap off his resisting body and sucking him dry.  Fuck, I’d fight Will for the chance to do it, if I had too.

I must have got so lost in my daydream, because the next thing I know Will’s standing in front of me, clicking his fingers in front of my face, trying to get my attention, and I could feel my cock straining in the confines of my pants.  “Hey, Bastian, what are you doing here?  I didn’t think you had any interest in any of the teams.”

“I don’t.  Well.  That is to say, I didn't until last Friday," I grinned up at him. "I still don't have any interest in joining any of the teams…"

“That’s a shame.  You should join the running team.  I've seen you run.  You're very good; hell, if you trained a bit, you could probably be faster than me."

“Well, you’re the only interest I have around here, and I don’t want to be able to run faster than you.  I don’t want to run with you.  My only interest in you is…”

Will laughed.  “How sweet.  So why are you here?  Do you want me to fuck you here?”  He asked with a mischievous grin plastered all over his face.

“What!  No,” I said in alarm, flaming red instantly.

Will laughed again.  “So what did you want?” he asked as he sat on the bench.

“Um, I’ve got something of yours”, I said as I started to fish around in my bag.

Will grabbed my arm to stop me.  “If it’s what I think it is a) you can’t give it to me here…”

“Oh, yeah, sorry.”  I laughed nervously, “I guess I didn’t think it through properly," I said interrupting him.

“And b)”, he continued, “I left it as a present for you.  I thought you might like it.”

“Oh, really?” I said as I looked up into his face, “thanks.  I love it.”  By then I had found the sealed bag in the bottom of my school bag, and I dragged it up so Will could see it inside my bag.  “I thought you might have forgotten it, so I was going to return it to you.”

“That’s sweet”, he said as he gave me a quick peck on my cheek, “but what, do you think?  I go commando all the time?”

I blushed, which made Will laugh again.  “Um...I...d.d.didn’t...kn.kn.know”, I stammered.

“You’re cute when you blush.  Do you know that?  Besides if I ‘forgot’ my jockstraps at every place I had sex, I’d be buying a whole stack of them every week.”

My stomach fell, “Um, so does that mean you have sex with a lot of guys…um, I mean people?”

Will laughed.  “Yes.  I’m gay.  So, yes.  I only have sex with guys.  No.  I’m not experimenting.  This is who I am.  This is what I like.  So why try anything else?  And as for how many I want to fuck or want to let fuck me is my business.  No one else’s, ok!” as he looked sternly at me.

“Oh.  Ok.  I guess.”  I said somewhat embarrassed.

“Hey, bud.  I don’t need your approval either.  Ok?”

“Oh.  Oh, I didn’t mean anything by it.  I mean it’s got nothing to do with me, who you have sex with. Um.  Except when you have sex with me…oh…no...Wait, I mean when you had sex with me…um…I didn’t mean to imply you have to have sex with me again.  Um, unless of course, you want to.  Um, I think I’m going to shut up now.”  I could feel my cheeks burning so much I could have set the whole school on fire.

Will kissed me on the cheek again, “you know.  You really are cute when you get embarrassed.  Don’t you!  Come on,” Will said, as he stood up.

With Will standing beside me, like that, his crotch was right on my eye level, and I got lost staring at it.  That is until I realised that Will was clicking his fingers in my face again.

“Earth to Bastian.  Come in Bastian.  I can see the lights are on, but is anyone home?”  He said knocking on my head, laughing.

“Wh...What?  Stop doing that”, I said as I pushed his hand away.

I stood up and followed Will into the change rooms.

“Um, what are we doing in here?”

“I have to have a shower before class.  Not everyone is turned on by my rank muskiness”, Will said, as he pointedly looked down at my pants that were trying to tent out in front of me.

I blushed and covered my groin with my hands.  Laughing Will grabbed me by the arm with one hand and grabbing his gym bag with his other hand; he dragged me into one of the shower cubicles.

Because our school has such a successful sports programme, and we have people using the facilities seven days a week.  They built a bigger gym, and instead of having rows of open showers, they installed a whole section of shower cubicles.  And they rent the facilities to outside sports groups.

“What the f…” was all I managed to say, as Will planted a huge sloppy kiss, full on my lips, as he slammed the cubicle door closed behind us with his foot.

Will kicked his shoes off and started to shimmy out of his shorts and jockstrap. All the while lip locking with me.  When Will finally did let us, both come up for air, he pulled his t-shirt off over his head.  So now the tables were turned.  It was Wills’ turn to be naked before me, while I remained fully clothed, and I was regretting every second of it.

But I grabbed Will’s gym bag and dropped it on the floor so I could kneel on it.  I started to lick and slurp his mammoth cock for all I was worth.  Without realising it, I could now almost get his entire dick down my throat without gagging or having it hurt my throat too much, and the moans I could hear coming for Will let me know he was enjoying himself too.  With a bit of effort, I got the rest of Will's cock down my throat and buried my nose hard up against the smooth skin at the base of his cock, getting my face covered in his musky sweat.

I bobbed on Will’s cock for about 30sec; then he grabbed me by my ears and started to piston in and out of my mouth with reckless abandon. Until I felt Will shoot his load of hot ropey cum down my very willing throat.  Will fell back against the back wall of the cubicle, sated, pulling his softening cock out of my mouth in the process.  I lapped the drops of cum off Will’s cock, then getting bolder; I sucked the rest of his cum out of his cock.

Will eventually pulled me off his cock and hauled me to my feet.  Will then proceeded to provide the same service to me, as I licked his sweat and cum from around my mouth.  In no time at all, it seemed I was cumming myself into Will’s willing, waiting mouth.

Will stuffed my cock back into my pants for me, and then, unceremoniously, pushed me out of the cubicle and slammed the door.  I heard the door lock and the shower start as I made my way outside.

I know I had maths, because it’s Monday, and I always have maths straight after lunch.  I like maths because it is applied maths and I'm very good at it.  I have English after maths, I always do.  I excel in English as well.  Science always comes next, and I finish the day in geography.  That’s my Monday afternoon programme.  I love Mondays it’s the perfect way to start the school week.

But do you think I could remember any of it?  Not a snowballs hope in hell!  All I kept thinking about was how great Wills’ cum tasted in my mouth, particularly at the back of my throat.  It seemed every time I swallowed all I could taste was Will’s cum, and I loved it.  I wanted to ask Will if I could suck his cock every day.  I’m thinking it’s the only way to get through the school day.  I probably wouldn’t remember much of what I’d done for the rest of the day, but it’s undoubtedly the best way to make it through the day.

I didn’t see Will for the rest of the day, which isn’t surprising, as he is two years older than me, and we don’t have any classes near each other.  But I couldn’t even find Will in the park on the way home.

Although I did think of stopping into the ‘toilet block' on my way home, but I chickened out.  Besides I had schoolwork to do.  So I went home, grabbed something to eat and went to my room and tried to concentrate on my schoolwork, but I couldn't get the taste of Wills' cum out of my mouth.  Not that I wanted to, mind you.  I just wasn't sure when I'd get any more.  I did wonder if I could ‘milk' Will daily, you know, just like my own personal cow.  Or would he be a bull?  But then can you ‘milk' a bull.  Aw, shit.  I don't know.

In the end, I just jacked off, because my cock was straining for attention, and I wasn’t goin’ to get any work done until I did.  I caught it all in my hand and licked it all up.  Sated, I could finally concentrate on something else now, so I turned back to my books and put in a solid few hours.

Dad stuck his head in the door and told me dinner was ready; he noticed I was sitting in the buff, so he told me Troy had a visitor.  Which meant I couldn't go to dinner in the buff, so I pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and headed out to eat.  And who do I find sitting at the dining room table?  None other than the boy himself.  “Hi, all”, I said, “g’day Will.  What brings you over to our neck of the woods?”  I said, trying to sound super cool.

“Hey, Bastian.  Troy and I have a comp tomorrow, so your Dads’ taking us to school early in the morning to catch the bus…”

“Oh?”  I said trying not to appear as disappointed as I felt.

“Yeah, we’re going to Brisbane for a couple of days.”

“Oh, I didn’t know.  How come ya didn’t say anything, Troy?”  I asked trying not to sound too petulant.

“I don’t know”, he replied shrugging.

Troy was the real athlete of the family, but I’ve never seen him do any extra training outside of school.  As I said we’re all pretty athletic, but Troy is the most athletic one of the family, well actually I'm faster than any of my brothers, I'm just not competitive enough to race.

Anyway, we all tucked into dinner, accompanied by the general chatter with everyone talking about their day and what’s been happening.  Because I still had study to do, I got out of clearing the table and doing the dishes.  I went back to my room.  Stripped off and got stuck into my studies.   Which was a bit difficult, knowing Will was in the house, and it was tough trying to concentrate on anything let alone whatever it was I was trying to focus on.  When all I could think about was will’s cock walking around the house.

Anyway, I eventually got everything finished, and as it was so late, I went to the loo.  Got something to eat from the kitchen, and nearly shit myself when I turned around, right into Will.  I must have yelped ‘cause he put his hand over my mouth and told me to shush.

As I was buck naked, he grabbed me by my cock and led me back to my room.

I closed my door behind us.  Will turned around and kissed me, very passionately.  Will led me over to my bed and pushed me down on to it.  And for the second time, I found myself naked in my room with a fully clothed Will.  Not that I was complaining too much, ‘cause I knew Will wouldn’t stay that way for very long.

Will kept kissing me until he slowly started to made his way south, Will licked, kissed, and nibbled my paps as he made his way down to my waiting, pulsing, leaking cock.  Feeling the roughness of Wills' clothing rubbing over my cock was making it even more sensitive, so by the time Will got to paying it some attention with his mouth and tongue, it was almost ready to explode all on its own.

Will laughed when I told him to be careful.  I wrestled with Will until I got him flat on his back and straddled him, I started to have flashbacks to Friday afternoon.  I slowly stripped Will of his clothing, kissing and licking every bit of skin that I exposed.  I washed both of Will’s nuts, with my tongue, on my way to his hole, and then drilled it as hard and deep as I could.  Eventually, Will pulled me up until he could look me in the eyes.  Will kissed me passionately.  “I want to fuck you, so bad.  Can I?”

I thought about it for about 10secs.  "Um, is it gonna hurt?"

“Yes.  But just for a little bit.  But then you’ll love it.  I promise.”

I thought about it for a sec, then nodded my head.  Will kissed me and told me he’d be back.

He pulled his pants on and left the room.  At least I think they were Will’s pants, in the dark, it was hard to tell.

While he was gone, I started stressing out a bit.  It’d have to hurt, wouldn’t it?  I mean my hole is so small it has to stretch just so I can have a shit, and that hurts sometimes.  So, when I thought about the girth of Will’s cock and just how huge it is and man, I'm not joking.  I was having second thoughts.  I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it anymore, so by the time Will came back I told him that I didn't think I could go through with it.

“That’s Ok, Babe.”  He said, “we won’t do anything you don’t want to.  Ok?”

“Thanks for understanding”, I said in a small voice.

“No probs.  Now come here, you”, Will said as laid on the bed with me an’ drew me into a hug.

Will shucked his pants off and worked his way down until he was lappin’ at my hole again.  Will started to scratch at the opening, and I couldn't help myself.  It felt so good that I was moaning real low, and before I knew what was happening.  Will slipped one lubed finger inside, just up to the first knuckle.  I was so surprised I must have yelped.  Will moved up and started kissing me, which wasn’t fair.  ‘Cause I was getting distracted from what he was doin’ to my arse.  Without me realizing it, Will had inserted his whole finger into my hole, and he was moving it around.  After the initial shock, I began to relax again and started to enjoy the sensations that were emanating from my hole right up inside of me.

I barely noticed the second finger that Will'd pushed up there until he started to stretch my hole open, but it was a new sensation, and while it did hurt a bit, I was kinda likin’ it.  No, scratch that.  I was lovin’ it!!

Will went back down.  Pulled his fingers out and started rimming my hole for all he was worth.  Fuck the boy’s got a magic tongue, and he was putting it to such good use.

Will stopped rimming me out and was fiddling 'round for a bit, then he slowly moved back up my body.  Will hooked my legs at the back of my knees with his arms and drew my legs up to my chest.  We started kissing again, and I slowly became aware of something pushing at my hole.  Will told me to push against him, but not so hard that I shit the bed.  I was really surprised when I felt the head of Will’s cock enter my hole.  Fuck it hurt, but I guess it didn't hurt as much as I thought it was gonna.

Will applied some more pressure and I could feel his cock slowly slide into my arse.  When Will’d finished pushing all of his cock into my arse, he held it in there for a bit while I tried to relax my anal muscles.  Then as the pain died down in my arse, I told Will I was Ok, and he started to fuck me in earnest.  “Fuck, your arse is just so tight, I’ve never felt someone’s arse this tight before.  Fuck!  No wonder people talk about taking someone’s cherry so much.  Fuck, this unbelievable,” Will said.  And it wasn’t long before I could feel Will’s cock buck as he shot his load of hot fresh cum up my hitherto virgin arse.

When Will pulled out.  I pushed him back on his back and fell on his cock with a vengeance.  I sucked the last of Will's cum out of his cock and licked it clean for him, and I didn’t mind the taste of his cum mixed with a bit of my shit and arse juices, well not as much as I thought I would anyway.  While I was cleaning Will’s cock for him I could feel the cum slowly dribbling out of my arse, over my poor stretched, and inflamed sphincter.  On a whim I reached down and caught some of Will’s cum as it dripped out of my arse and sticking my tongue out I tentatively tasted it and discovered that it didn’t taste too bad.  In fact, I think I like the taste of Will’s cum better after it’s been heated up in my arse and mixed with my arse juices and shit.  Eventually, I went back to cleaning Will's cock, and when I’d finished cleaning his cock, it was Wills’ turn to push me back on my back.  Will lifted my legs, and he started to ream out my arse again and even sucked some of his cum out of my arse, mixed with my arse juices.  When Will'd finished, we both collapsed on to the pillows and slept.

I woke up a few hours later and realised that Will would have to leave soon, but he looked fantastic sleeping naked stretched out on my bed beside me.  Almost flat on his back, with one arm draped over his chest, and the other tucked behind his head.  But I only had eyes for Will’s cock, which was laying over his thigh, looking at me.  I laid there looking at him for a bit until my cock started to twitched.  Just for the hell of it, I started to lick and suck Will’s cock, marvelling how different his foreskin felt on my tongue, and as Will's cock began to thickened and grow, Will woke with a huge grin all over his face.

“Hey, ‘Loverboy’”, Will said as he pulled me up and kissed me.

I pushed Will onto his back, then straddling his groin, I grabbed his cock and started to circle my anus with it.

“Oh, you want to go again, do you?” Will asked, “See, I told you you’d love it, didn’t I?”  Without waiting for a reply, Will threw me off, then manhandled me until I was on my knees with my arse in the air.  Will pushed my head down until my face was buried deep in my mattress.  Will scooped the tube of lube up from off the floor.  He lubed his cock liberally, then squirting a generous amount of lube into my exposed hole.  Without any warning, this time, Will plunged the full length of his mammoth cock into my waiting hole.

I screamed into the mattress with the pain it caused me, but Will didn’t care ‘cause he just started to pound my arse with reckless abandon.  As I felt Wills’ cock start to buck and shoot his cum up my poop chute, I felt my cock explode, all on its own, as I shot loads of cum all over my sheet.

I was glad Will was pushing my face into my mattress still, ‘cause I screamed my lungs out as I shot my load.  The high was almost as intense as the very first time I’d cum.  I collapsed onto my bed with Will still on top of me and his gradually softening cock still buried inside my aching arse.  Eventually, Will rolled off me, pulling his cock out of my arse with an incredibly wet plopping sound.  Will kissed the back of my head and thanked me for such an incredible fuck.  Promising to see me when he got back.  I felt Will get off the bed.  I heard Will scoop up his clothes and close the door behind him.  Without changing position, and even though my arse felt as though it was on fire and feeling like I’d just had a baseball bat rammed up it, I fell into a dreamless sleep and didn't stir until my alarm went off and I had to get up to go to school.

It was incredibly hard to concentrate on my schoolwork or anything else that happened on Tuesday.  All I know is that I was so acutely aware of my anus.  And just how hard it was to sit on my poor abused arse, and no matter how discrete I thought I was.  My classmates and even some teachers commented on my inability to sit still for any length of time.  I'm sure I went bright red when they asked me if anything was wrong.  I told them to mind their own business, and told them again, that nothing was wrong.  Besides, what was I going to say to them, that I had the sorest arse in the world and how I got it?  Or of the sensation of Wills’ cock hammering away at my arse, and how the memory of it came back to me at the most inappropriate times and caused me to start packing wood.  It was really hard to try and think of something else to try and get my cock to go down, particularly as my arse kept feeling like it was being rammed all over again.

I was never so glad to get home after school in my life.  I was so desperate to lay down and give my poor sore arse a rest.  In fact, I was so desperate to get off my feet that I didn't even walk home through the park.  I grabbed something to eat from the kitchen and got an ice block for my aching hole.  Went into my room.  Closed the door.  Stripped off, lay on my side on my bed and tried to forget about the day, and held the ice cube against my hole to try and cool it down a bit.

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I don’t remember how I got through the next three days while I waited for Will to get back from Brisbane.  I must have gone to school.  I must have attended all of my classes.  I had to have handed in all my homework and assignments.  But the only thing I remember most is sitting and watching the clock, as time tick incredibly slowly on its way.  I dreamed of Will, of course, the whole time, and of course, I got over the pain in my arse.  In fact, it was probably sometime on Wednesday that I forgot about the pain in my butt, and then just marked time until Will got back.

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Finally, the final bell of the day rang on Friday, and I sprinted all the way home.  I had to go to work, especially as I blew it off last week, but I desperately wanted to see Will before I went to work.  When I got home and no one was there, I was so disappointed I almost cried.  I jumped in the shower.  Had a quick wash and headed out to work.

I work at Woollies, from 6 pm till midnight on Friday, and Stan the manager kept catching me daydreaming of my reunion with Will, and he wasn’t too happy.  The only reason he didn’t give me a formal warning was because everyone likes me, that plus the fact that I am happy to fill a shift at a moment’s notice.  But I nearly shit myself when he asked me if I was mooning over a girl, and I quickly reassured him that I was NOT mooning over some girl.  Midnight eventually got here, and I was out the back door so fast, that I don’t think I said ‘night to anyone.

For the second time today I raced home, hoping to find Will waiting for me, and for the second time today I was disappointed.  I ended up going to bed very disillusioned.  I felt so bad, so racked with melancholy that I cried myself to sleep.

I went to work.  Saturdays and Sundays, if I work, I usually start at 8 am, I work on the tills because I’m quick, polite, and the customers love me.  I mean what’s not to love.  I have a sunny personality.  I’m very easy on the eye, and I talk to people and take the time to help them out if I can, and, to top it all off, I flirt outrageously.  While a lot of girls invite me out, I’ve always turned them down, letting them all think I have a girlfriend already.  Now, I turn them down because I think I have a boyfriend.  Well, I hope I have a boyfriend.  God.  I really hope Will’ll be my boyfriend.

After work when I got home, the house was empty no one else was back yet.  I'd picked up my usual takeaway on my way home, so I sat ‘n’ ate that at the dining room table.  Stripped off and started to do my homework.  I was working again tomorrow, as I swapped those shifts last weekend, so I had a lot of work to do tonight.  I got most of the work finished around 1 am.  I missed hearing the others coming home, so I don't know if Troy was back from Brisbane yet or not; consequently, I don't know if Will was back or not, more to the point.

Sunday morning I started at 8 am again, which meant I didn't get a lot of sleep.  I dragged myself through the day and had resolved myself to not seeing Will, possibly, ever again.  I couldn’t believe how sad I was.  Was I heartbroken?  God, I don't think I could feel any worse than I do right now.

I dragged myself home.  I must have eaten because everyone was home, including Troy which made me feel even worse, but I must have eaten as we always eat together Sunday night.  ‘Family bonding time’.  I tried to be happy about the races that Troy had won, even though it meant that he must have beaten Will.  God, I couldn’t understand how I was feeling.  As soon as I could, I excused myself and went to bed.  Well, first I finished the rest of my homework.  Then, I went to bed and cried myself to sleep.

I was having strange dreams, dreams about Will and me; one minute we were looking at each other, the next we were having sex.  Then I couldn't find him anywhere, no matter how hard I looked.  I was tossing and turning.  Then I dreamed that I found Will again and we were having sex.  I dreamt that Will was sucking my cock.  It all seemed so real that I woke myself up.

I lay panting in the dark.  It was such a hot night that I slept with my window wide open.  We live in a two-story house, and my bedroom is the only bedroom on the ground floor, but it’s down the back of the house, and we have high fences, so I’ve never felt scared about leaving my window open at night.

As my breathing slowed down, I thought I could hear someone else in my room.  I sat up in bed and asked if anyone was there, but as I got no response, I laid back down.  As I laid there, I thought I felt my bed move.  I was just about to leap out of bed when I heard someone say “Hello ‘Loverboy’”.  Then someone started to suck my cock.

“Will”, I almost shouted, “you’re back.”  I started to cry, “I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore.”

Will left my cock alone and lay beside me on the bed, making shushing noises.  I held Will close and cried into his shoulder, and he held me until I stopped crying.

Will explained that he just couldn't come around when he'd been away for three days, besides he'd spent three days with Troy in a Motel room, and there was no possible reason to come over on the weekend, besides Will knew I’d be working the whole weekend.

When I asked Will how he knew that I was working all weekend, he told me that Troy told him when he called on Saturday to see if Troy wanted to go for a run.

"But you guys never run together," I said puzzled.  “Troy only runs at school anyway, not through the streets and park like you do.”

“Oh, you little idiot!” Wile said, “don’t you think I know that after all these years?  I wanted to know what YOU were doing, so I could come and see YOU.  Get it?  That is if you want to see me, of course,” Will asked.

“Oh, I thought you didn’t want to see me, Will I thought you might not want me anymore, particularly after you’d taken my ‘cherry’.”

Will kissed me for what seemed like forever.  I get lost in Will's kisses so easily.  I want him to kiss me forever.  When he’s not fuckin’ me that is.  Or I’m not sucking his cock, of course.

“Hey, I’m not like that,” Will said when he eventually broke our kiss off.

“Oh.  I wasn’t sure.  I mean you obviously frequent the ‘toilet block’ a lot…”

Will laughed, “You idiot.  How long have you been walking home through the park on your way home?  Which has to be a couple of kilometres out of your way, isn’t it?”

I’m glad he couldn’t see me very well because my face flamed instantly.

“I’ve been watching you for a long time, walking through the park...”

“But I’ve never seen you in the park before.’

"I know because every time I saw you, I changed my direction," Will said.

“You’ve been watching me in the park?”

“Yep.”

“But you used the toilet block.”

“Yeah, I wanted to see if you’d follow me in or not.”

“You wanted me to follow you?” I asked incredulously.

“Yep.”

“So, you don’t normally use the toilet block.”

“Nope.  I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me for years…”

I blushed again.

“Last Friday, when I knew you’d be walking home through the park.  I waited until I saw you, and then I ran into the toilet block and hoped you follow me in.”

“But what if someone else had walked in?”

“I was watching you through the gap at the top of the wall, you know the gap between the wall and the roof for ventilation, and if someone else had come in, I would have just left.”

I was shocked.  “So you don’t, um, use the ‘toilet block’ all the time?”

"Living so close to the park?  If I need to go to the toilet, I just run home" Will said with a laugh in his voice.

I was so surprised that I hadn’t thought of that. Mainly because that is what we do, all the time.  “So, does this mean.  You like me?”

“What do you think silly?  I can always leave if YOU don’t like me, though of course...”  Will said as he made to get off the bed.

I grabbed hold of him, “of course I like you.  I like you a lot”, I said as I pulled Will back down on the bed.

We kissed for a bit.  Then Will slowly made his way down my body, until he was back sucking and slurping on my dick.

“Did you bring any lube?”  I asked him.

Will just laughed and reached over the side of the bed.  Will lubed his finger and worked that up into my aching hole.  When Will’d worked two fingers up inside me, and I had relaxed a bit, Will removed his fingers.  Will pushed my legs up and holding them against my chest, he moved up my body until we were kissing again.  While we were kissing, I could feel Will’s cock pushing against my hole.  I pushed back as Will’s cock gained entry to my hole.  When Will was all the way in, he held himself still for a bit, until I‘d relaxed some more then Will slowly fucked me.  I shot my load pretty quickly.  Shortly after I’d cum, I felt Wills’ cock buck inside of me and felt his hot cum filling my waiting arse.  We fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I woke in the morning, when my alarm went off, to find I was alone.  While I was disappointed, at least Will’d made the effort to see me.  And I did think Will sneaking into my room late at night was so romantic.  I showered, had breakfast, and went to school, thinking I'm going to be a lot more interested in the track team from now on.  Well, that is, one particular member of the track team, anyways.

Bastian