1. My Boy, Callum. (Part 3)


    Date: 10/10/2014, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bi-sexual, Boy / Boy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Gay, Interracial, Masturbation, Romance, School, Teen Male / Teen Male, Young, Author: RedHRT, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    After a couple hits, I wrestled the pillow out of his hands as our eyes met. “But yeah maybe I am” he said smiling, diverting his eyes south to look at my crotch. “Ah, well” I said, abruptly getting out of bed: “I need a piss so you’re gonna have to wait babe” I was in a teasing mood. Truthfully I was still fucking shattered but I’m never too shattered to see Callum sucking my dick. As I walked towards the bathroom he threw a pillow at me in sexual frustration; he was usually the ‘teaser’ of the two of us. “Just going downstairs to get a drink!” he shouted as I whipped out my cock to ease my bladder. When I was a little kid my dad always used to ask me if I wanted to go and ‘ease my bladder’ when I started jumping around, clearly needing a piss. I always found it a hilarious phrase… ‘ease my bladder’. No idea why. Sitting back on my bed after flushing the toilet, I waited for Callum to get his drink and come back up; he seemed to be taking quite long. It was also very quiet apart from a faint knock downstairs, but I didn’t think anything of it so laid down with both hands behind my head and closed my eyes. Growing impatient after about five more seconds, I decided to shout and get Callum back into my room. “Come on babe, I’m missing y...” I was interrupted by the sound of Callum’s feet thudding against the stairs as he ran up to my room, revealing a panicked facial expression as he stood over my bed; without a drink. “What’s going on man” I asked sitting up, confused by ...
    how disturbed Callum looked. “I’ve seen him with you around college” he said, as I got out of bed to console him, “Your friend, he’s knocking the door for you” Now looking as panicked as Callum did, I quickly put on my tracksuit bottoms from last night and a crumpled up t-shirt. I didn’t know who was there or why but I had to act normal and not raise any suspicions. A much clearer and louder knock was now heard from downstairs, making me rush to get there before I could tidy up my hair and clothes. “Stay up here okay” I said to Callum, to which he nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before going over to my bedroom window to peek out and see what happened. Opening the door I saw my friend Ryan stood outside in his football kit, ready for training. ‘Shit’ I thought in my mind, I’d completely forgot about it. “Yooo you not coming training big man?” Ryan said in his usual enthusiastic and boisterous manner. “Nah man I’m shattered, tell Dave I’m ill or something yeah?”. Dave was our coach. I was putting on a very tired voice whilst rubbing my eyes a couple times to pretend that I’d just overslept; which seemed to backfire. “Yeah mate, but don’t bullshit me you’ve got a chick up there haven’t ya” Ryan asked with a cheeky grin, walking closer towards me. “What? Nah man I was with family last night!” I insisted, smiling through my concern. This was a new reason why I hated having the tag of being a ‘player’; everyone thinks you’re fucking someone… which I guess was pretty ...
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