1. The Laxbro


    Date: 9/17/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Ass to mouth, Boy, Boy / Boy, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, First Time, Gay, Hardcore, Oral Sex, School, Teen, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: Fagulous, Rating: 63.6, Source: sexstories.com

    voice. “Er, pleased to meet you.” “Likewise, kid,” said Riley, punctuating his statement with a quick but saucy wink. Flocks of butterflies began flapping wildly within Jesse’s stomach. Jesse couldn’t remember the last time anyone winked at him, let alone someone as attractive as Riley Jackson. He stood in stunned silence, thoughts churning in his brain. Would Riley-Senpai pound his boipussy? The school bell rang and dragged Jesse from his trance. Still in a daze, he shut his locker and clicked the padlock closed. “I gotta say, man,” began Riley, shutting his own locker, “I am not used to this much fucking snow. What do we have today, two feet? Goddamn.” “Where are you from, Riley?” asked Jesse. He followed in the wake the hunk carved through the masses of students. “I just moved up from California,” replied Riley. His broad shoulders moved through kids like a snowplow, pushing them against the lockers. “From LA, to be exact. My family had to move because of my dad’s work shit.” “Dude, that sucks,” piped up Jesse, his voice straining to be heard over the chatter of the students around him. “Eh, it’s aight. I’m used to it,” explained Riley. His full baritone voice was clearly audible. “I’ve always moved around. It’s kinda nice to always see new places and new people. And everywhere I go, there’s always a lacrosse team to join.” “You play lax?” Riley raised an eyebrow at Jesse and gestured at his muscled frame. “Yeah, dude. I mean, just look at me. Look at my body. I’m ...
    wearing a letterman jacket. Of course I’m a laxbro.” Jesse swallowed, his brain forming new mental images. In his opinion, lacrosse was the sexiest sport, followed only by billiards, NASCAR, and water polo. “Wait a minute, hold it,” said Riley, holding up a hand and stopping in the middle of the hallway. “What is it, Riley?” asked Jesse, looking up into the hunk’s cerulean eyes. “What’s up?” “You aren’t really interested in all this dramatic build-up, are you?” said Riley. “You’re not really concerned about whether or not this short erotica story has an arc or character development at all, am I right?” Jesse was confused. “What do you mean?” “I mean that you don’t care about gym class as long as we end up fucking.” Jesse looked downward sheepishly, feeling embarrassed and guilty. Riley laid a reassuring hand on Jesse’s shoulder and said, “Hey, now. It’s okay if you do. I don’t blame you, and I’d consider it an honor to fuck you.” Jesse looked back up. “Really?” “Really.” Riley’s face lit up with a comforting and earnest smile. Jesse enveloped Riley in a tight hug. “T-thank you, Riley,” he murmured, nestling his cheek against the lacrosse player’s beefy pectorals. “It means a lot to hear that from someone.” Riley reciprocated the hug 110%. “Hey, no worries, man. But if we’re gonna fuck, I need you to help me out with something.” “Anything,” replied Jesse. Riley bent his head down and spoke quietly into Jesse’s ear. “Well, we can’t just have sex right now. It’s the middle of school ...
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