I woke up to the memories of the previous night flooding back, the ache in my body a harsh reminder of the dildo and my dad's unexpected visit. My heart racing, I dragged myself out of bed and got ready for school, trying to push the events to the back of my mind. The house was empty, my dad probably still reeling from what he had seen. I grabbed a quick breakfast and headed out the door, my mind a whirl of thoughts and worries.
School was a blur as I went through the motions, attending classes and trying to focus, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the mysterious texter and the looming confrontation with my dad. Lunchtime arrived, and with it, a sense of dread. I forced myself to eat, every bite feeling like a chore. The clock seemed to move in slow motion, and before I knew it, it was time for the next period.
I made my way to the locker room, my heart pounding in my chest. The door creaked open, and I stepped inside, the lights off, leaving the room dark and musky. The door closed behind me with a finality that sent a shiver down my spine. I stood there for a moment, gathering my courage, and then quietly asked, "Is anyone there?"
A strong hand pushed me face-first into the lockers, the cold metal pressing against my cheek. I felt a hard, grinding pressure against my back, and a low voice growled in my ear, "You think you can just walk around teasing all day and get away with it? After this, you'll be addicted to me." The voice sent shivers down my spine as the mystery man leaned in close, his breath hot on my neck.
He took his time, running his hands over my bare skin, making me shiver with anticipation. I felt him spit on his fingers, and then he was probing my entrance with them, slowly pushing in and out, preparing me. It felt strange, and I realized this was nothing like my toys. I wanted a real cock, but I couldn't imagine my first time like this.
His cock pressed against my entrance, and I felt a mix of fear and excitement. He slipped a few times before finally managing to stretch my ring and push in a few inches. My mind went fuzzy, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. He pulled out slowly, leaving just the tip inside, and growled, "I hope you're ready." Before I could respond, he thrusted all the way in, and I felt a sharp, intense sensation.
The slapping of skin against skin filled the room as he continued to pound into me, his grip on my hips tightening with each thrust. I was lost in a whirlwind of being filled. His cock felt the same length as my toy but so much thicker. Every thrust sent immense pressure against my g-spot, the pleasure slowly overtaking the initial fear.
I reached down, my hand finding its way to my cock, stroking it in time with his movements. The pleasure built inside me, a coiling tension that threatened to explode at any moment. The mystery man's grip on my hips tightened, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent. "Come for me," he commanded, his voice a low growl. "Let me feel you come all over your hand."
I obeyed, my body trembling as I reached the peak of pleasure. I came hard, my cock pulsing in my hand, my ass clenching around his cock. He groaned, his own release following mine, his hot seed painting my insides. He stayed inside me for a moment, basking in the delight, his cock pulsing as he continued to breed me.
Finally, with a slow pull, he withdrew, and I felt his cum leak out of me, a warm, sticky sensation. He reached into his pocket, and I heard the click of a camera. "Smile for the camera," he said, his voice laced with amusement. I turned my head just in time to see the flash, capturing the image of my leaking hole.
He commanded, "Now, get on your knees and clean my cock." I hesitated for a moment, still catching my breath, but with what he knows, left no room for argument. I slowly lowered myself to my knees, my heart racing, I tried to get a look at my attacker but it was still too dark to see his face properly. His cock, glistening with our combined fluids, was mere inches from my face. I tentatively reached out, wrapping my hand around his shaft, feeling the heat and weight of him.
I leaned in, my tongue flicking out to taste the salty, musky flavor of our mingled essences. I took him into my mouth, my lips stretching around his girth. I moved slowly at first, getting used to the sensation, but he gripped my hair, guiding my movements, urging me to take him deeper. I complied, relaxing my throat as best I could, while he pushed further in, my nose brushing against his pubic bone.
He held me there for a moment, his cock throbbing in my throat, before pulling out with a wet pop. "Good boy," he praised, his voice thick with satisfaction. "We're done here." With that, he was gone, the locker room door clicking shut behind him, leaving me standing there, my mind reeling.
I fixed my clothes, my body still tingling with the aftereffects of our encounter. I made my way out of the locker room, my steps unsteady, my ass leaking his cum. I managed to get through the rest of the school day without too much trouble, trying my best to stop the cum from leaking out of me. It was a delicate balancing act, but I was determined to make it through without any embarrassing incidents. As the final bell rang, I breathed a sigh of relief and made my way out of the school building.
As I was walking out, I ran into my friend Chase. We hadn't hung out in a while, and I thought it would be great to relax at his house for a bit. "Hey, man, what's up?" he asked, noticing the look of relief on my face. "Just got out of a long day," I replied, shaking my head. "Want to come over and chill for a bit?" he asked, and I nodded eagerly.
We spent the evening doing normal teen stuff - playing videogames, ordering pizza, and just hanging out. Chase was always good company, and I enjoyed his laid-back attitude. As the night wore on, Chase started drinking beers, and I joined in, but only having a few. I wasn't really in the mood to get drunk, but I wanted to relax and have a good time.
We were having a great time, laughing and joking around, when Chase got up to use the restroom. He came back a few minutes later, wearing only his boxers, and plopped down on the bed next to me. I raised an eyebrow, but Chase just shrugged. "I'm hot, man," he said, and I couldn't argue with that. The room was a bit warm, and I was feeling a bit overheated myself.
The conversation turned to girls, and Chase started describing what he would do if he could ever get a big booty Latina. As he was talking, his cock started to get hard, and I couldn't help but notice it poking through his boxers. I tried to look away, but my eyes kept drifting back to it. Chase noticed me staring and raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face.
I felt a flutter in my chest as I realized what was happening. Chase was getting turned on, and I was getting turned on too. I didn't know what to do, but I knew I couldn't just sit there and pretend like nothing was happening. Chase started to stroke his cock, looking at me with a mischievous glint in his eye. I felt a surge of excitement, and my heart started racing.
Chase was silently inviting me to join in, and I couldn't resist. I leaned over into his lap, my heart racing with excitement, and started slowly on the head of his cock. He tasted amazing, and I loved the salty flavor of his precum. Chase moaned, his eyes closing in pleasure, and I felt a rush of excitement.
As I worked my way down his shaft, Chase started to moan, his hand moving across my back and into my pants. He started playing with my hole, prodding and teasing at first, then putting some pressure and gaining entrance. I gasped as he slid his finger inside me, feeling a rush of pleasure. Unbeknownst to him, I was already stretched from earlier, and his finger slid in easily.
I started to moan on his cock as he fingered me, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me. Chase told me to get up on the bed and bend over, and I quickly complied, my excitement building. He went to his cabinet and grabbed lube and a condom, putting the condom on and lubing up his cock. He positioned himself behind me, lined up his cock, and slid in.
Even after earlier, I still needed a second to get used to the full feeling of his cock inside me. Chase wasn't as long as the mystery man, but he was thicker, and I could feel every inch of him. I gave him a few squeezes to let him know I was ready, and he immediately went to town, pulling out all the way until only the tip remained, then thrusting his whole cock back inside.
His thrusts were rough, and I loved every minute of it. I was getting pounded, and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Chase was a great fuck, and I was loving every minute of it. As we continued to fuck, I felt myself getting more and more turned on. I was loving the feeling of Chase's cock inside me, and I was loving the way he was making me feel.
After a while, Chase had me move to lay on my back and lift my legs up, and he climbed Infront of me, lining up and starting to pile drive me. I felt like I was getting my brains plowed out, and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure with every thrust. Chase was a beast, and I was loving every minute of it.
As we continued to fuck, I started to feel a familiar sensation building inside me. I was getting close to cuming, and I knew it was going to be a big one. Chase was pounding me hard, my prostate being pounded into oblivion. I felt like I was going to explode, His thrusts were unrelenting.
Just as I was about to come, I swore I felt the condom rip. I didn't care, though. I was too caught up in the moment, and Chase was too far gone to stop. With a brutal last thrust, he came, and I felt a warmth inside me growing. As he pulled out, I realized that the condom had indeed broken, and I was left cream pied, a slow drip of his seed flowing out.
Chase collapsed next to me, snuggling up close, and we both passed out..
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