I Know You Like Boys Pt 3

I loved having Chris’ dick in my mouth; I loved his salty taste, the hotness of his skin against my tongue, the way he jerked his hips forward, deep-throating me. I loved the way his sweaty pubes smelled, the way his nutsack tightened whenever I touched it or licked it.
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I didn’t want to go to school. I wanted to stay in my bed and not move. My head was filled with images of Chris and I fucking on the football field, in the middle of the night, less than six hours ago. I thought about the way Chris had kissed me, how he had licked my body with his warm moist tongue, how he rammed his thick, eleven inch dick into my ass and fucked me until my nut exploded all over the grass, and his nut exploded in my ass. Even now, hours later, my asshole was still sore from Chris fucking me. Slowly, my dick started to grow inside my pajama shorts, but for some reason I didn’t feel like jacking off. I waited until my dick went down before I finally got out of bed and got ready for school. As I was in the shower, I thought about how angry Chris had gotten when I told him that I didn’t have to go to detention anymore. He started yelling and cursing at me as though it was my fault that he still had detention, telling me that he better see me in detention tomorrow or else. And then he peeled off down the street, leaving me lookin like a fuckin idiot. I didn’t like how Chris disrespected me like that, and I really didn’t want to see him in school today–but as usual, at the same time I did want to see...