Summer School Heat

Mike’s mom walked up to the bed and looked underneath it. The bed had sheets that hit the ground so you couldn’t see underneath it. As she looked she then looked up at me. 

“Get ready for school.” She said as she gritted her teeth.

Her blonde hair went past the door as it shut.

I locked the door not knowing what to expect.

“Hey.” I whispered and I looked under the bed.

“Bobby did she see you?” I gasped

“No.” He said

“I rolled out and the sheet from the other side covered me and then I rolled back when she started to walk away.” Bobby said

I was astonished. “Wow”

“I was an expert at escaping and hiding from my dad since I was a kid. Especially when he was on a drinking bender. I had to figure ways to escape a spanking from him.” Bobby said

“Once he sobered up he forgot. But he would notice how he slept in the couch with his slipper in his hand. He used to slipper my behind and leave me red when he felt like it.” Bobby said

The thought of that description of Bobby’s bare bottom spanked by a slipper sparked up my dick.

The front door closed and I heard cars leaving so the coast was clear. We got ready but Bobby said he needed to get some clothes. None of mine fit him. I got dressed while he ran to his house to change and shower again. 

We met at the bus stop and Bobby was wearing a nice tank top, his hair brushed, he smelled like flowers. Nice cargo shorts and flip flops. I was in my regular shirt. Black jean shorts and black vans authentics. Bobby sees them and while sitting next to me uses his toes to try and play with the laces.

His dexterity of his toes got me hard, his toes were able to untie my shoe. The bus arrived and I had no time to tie it until I got on the bus. Bobby sat at the window and I sat next to him. While nobody was looking Bobby bent down to look like he was fixing something in his backpack when he ties my shoe. He then licks my ankle.

Uff I thought and Bobby ran his tongue up my leg a bit. The bus hits a bump while he does it. My cock in my shorts shows a bulge and Bobby puts a hand on it. He was brave, he stroked it a bit while we were in the bus, he was crazy. When people started getting on board he wouldn’t stop so i stomped his foot to stop or we get caught.

I heard him wince and he went to his side of the window to stare, when the coast was clear he whispered 

“You know I like that, when you step on me.” He whispered 

I wondered why, a fetish with his feet maybe. I loved looking at his feet and wanted to bury my face in them today. We got to school went to classes and said maybe to meet up during the free period by the locker rooms.

I finished by 3pm and made my way to the locker room and I heard someone showering in the back. The showers did not have individual booths or curtains. They were the old school ones where everyone was together showering. Through the steam I see that it’s Bobby.

I decided to take this risk and sneak a quick BJ here. I striped naked and went in, he glanced at me and did a c’mere with his finger. My dick filling with blood it almost looks bigger than I remembered. I start to suck Bobby, gagging at the sheer length of it.

I’m jerking at the same time I suck. But Bobby stands me up and now he started to suck my dick. Oh my lord it felt so good, better that it was wet and steamy around. He was so good at sucking I couldn’t believe it. Bobby finished and put me on the wall and has me bend slightly with my legs apart. My ass is up and he started to run his tongue on it. He was rimming me good, and finally he said “here I come.”

The dick inside me felt as great as ever, it was better than last time. I was feeling relaxed and not uncomfortable like the first time. Time stood still here, the feeling of pleasure and ecstasy as my man pumps in and out of me has me cum. I shoot out loads of semen and watch as it slides down and washes down the wall. The cum hits the drains and now it’s Bobby’s turn.

I kneel in front of him as his massive dick is in his left hand being jerked fast. I have my tongue open ready for it. He looks up and moans as loads of the warm white milt shoot out of him and onto my face and tongue. Some of the cum gets on the floor landing on his feet. I then take the chance to lick the cum off the top of his foot and off his toes as he stood there above me, watching his little bitch clean him up.

The fun was over as soon as the squeal of the locker room door opened up. We hear someone getting a locker open. Bobby goes out first, he doesn’t care about walking naked in the locker room with people around.

I stay behind a sec but then I make it out and dry off using some paper towels. I put on my clothes and meet Bobby for the bus ride home. 

We didn’t care if people suspected stuff about us, we were nearly adults. The bus was pretty empty on the ride home. I wanted ask Bobby about his shoe fetish and he told me. He’s had it since he was a kid. At first the fetish was for women’s shoes , the earliest he can remember were Keds, they were in style when we were small. He told me a bunch of stuff about his past.

Things about his dad, about his shoe fetish getting him trouble his, and how his fetish to be barefoot manifested itself. His fetish to get his feet stepped on was also explained and that his dad would purposely abuse him for that reason, because he knew about that fetish.

The whole bus ride felt longer than it actually was and it was basically Bobby talking about his whole life that he can remember, so long he could write it into a story.

When we got home Bobby said he needed to clean his house up a bit more before his dad got home. I offered to help but my mom came outside and quickly told me that I had to clean up the house and everything upstairs. 

“You will clean it and by yourself too.” She said glaring at Bobby 

Bobby waved goodbye to me and my mom, as I watched him go to his house.

Later on after finishing cleaning I asked if I could go outside for a walk. I really wanted to see if Bobby was done. I walked to his house and rang the bell but nobody was there. That was strange I thought. 

I thought nothing of it, maybe he was asleep, I went to my house and called him but no answer. I was still horny so I began to jerk off to the thought of us in the showers again until I came in my underwear. I slept with cum in my underwear wishing it was my boyfriends cum on me.

The following day I waited for Bobby at the bus stop but there was no sign of him. I ran to knock on his door, but there was no answer. I didn’t get it, there was one old car there but his dad’s other car (his work truck) was not there. 

I went to school maybe wondering if he had gone to school early. I looked around everywhere and didn’t see him. Not at the lockers, not at the field, nowhere. I hope he wasn’t avoiding me.

When I got home from the bus I noticed something strange. Bobby’s dad’s truck was in the vacant lot across from my house but parked behind some bushes under the tree.

I walked towards it and saw nobody in it. The truck was cold, and it had some leaves on top from the trees above, I never noticed it until now. It must have been there since yesterday at least. 

It was weird, I walked up to Bobby’s home and tried the bell and knocked, no answer. I realize the other car was gone. I said fuck it, I went around back and climb the wooden fence and crept toward the porch area.

For some reason I was hard, my dick was swelling with blood, but it was maybe from the adrenaline of trespassing onto my boyfriend’s house while his dad was gone. 

The sliding door was open, well it’s now or never I thought.

I walked into the house now extremely clean but I felt a sense of dread I couldn’t put my finger on it…