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Sean's Story: Chapter 6

Date: 10/8/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Boy, Boy / Boy, Gay, School, Teen, Teen Male / Teen Male, Young, Author: Freudian Slip, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

front door close and I could practically see his face light up when he saw me which caused my heart to flutter. I know I was excited to see him. I walked down the driveway towards him and he stood up to greet me. “Morning.” He said softly. “Hey. I had a dream I about you last night.” “Oh really?” “Yeah.” Right as I said that I noticed that Casey was crossing the street to meet us. But Josh was facing the wrong way to see that. “And was I as good as last night?” “What were you so good at last night?” Casey asked, blissfully ignorant of what he’d walked into. “Quadratics!” I said a little too excitedly having remembered our alibi. “I was helping Josh with quadratics last night. He got really good with them.” Josh looked relieved that I’d been so on top of things. “Yeah, those are a bitch.” Casey said, running his fingers through his hair, “I wish you would have told me. I would have come over to get some help. What about tonight?” It was Josh’s turn to answer now that he didn’t look like he was about to shit himself. “Neh. I think I’m good now.” He said as he patted me on the shoulder, “Sean’s a really good teacher.” “Told ya. Ready?” The situation was diffused and we headed to class. We talked about some upcoming movies and Casey told us about this new singer he’d discovered on the internet. “She’s hot, not that you’d care Sean, but she’s a young country singer and she’s got some catchy songs.” “What’s her name?” Josh asked. “Uhhh. Taylor…. Taylor…Shit. Her last name starts ... with an S I think. Anyway it shouldn’t be hard to find her. You should look her up.” “Eh. Not really big into country music.” I interjected. “Yeah, yeah. You and your Simple Plan. You really weren’t meant to be from Tavares.” Casey quipped. The conversation droned on about other senseless topics until we got to school and headed our separate ways. Most of the time I enjoyed my classes. They were all easy. English and History were fun but it was math that I loved. It was wonderful how exact it was. There is no exact answer as to why Germany lost WWII. You could argue about the Russian Campaign or the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor until you were blue in the face but there would still be disagreement. But you always knew that tan(x) = sin(x)/cos(x). And it would be the answer no matter where you are. It was the same in Germany as it was here, in small-town USA. Math came naturally to me and I loved it. After math was lunch. It had always been me, Casey, and a couple guys ever since I could remember. This year Josh joined us after he realized that he didn’t really know anyone else and didn’t feel the need to try and figure out somewhere else where he belonged. He sat down so that Casey was between us. Even with the distance I felt complete with him there. For lunch I had what the school called a hamburger and fries with a coke. I doubted it was very healthy but I figured I could stand to gain a few extra pounds. “Hey, Sean, you got some uh…white stuff on your face.” Jeremy said ...