His Boy
Short story by Night_Walkerx5
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My name is Asa Jefferson. When I was 10 years old, I was in 5th grade and I started to learn more about my body and sex.
I have short dark hair and dark brown eyes, and I have a normal weight and height for a 10-year old. It was in 5th grade I met the most beautiful boy in the World. I didn't know how, but he was simply beautiful, and most guys only say that stuff about girls, so I started to feel weird next to other guys... More different.
The boy I had a crush on was John Richards. He was a bit taller than me, short and spiky blond hair, hazel eyes and "a complete jerk", as most girls in our class describe him. John had the habit of bullying smaller and weaker guys and... Well, let's say I was his favourite.
He enjoyed bullying kids at school, but I always had "Special treatment"... He messed with me every single time he saw me. And I always got paper balls with insults or threats written on them. Of course, I could report that to the teacher or maybe the Headmaster... But I never did. I always kept my mouth shut about it.
In 6th grade, things got a little better. He stopped insulting me and just pushed me around or against the lockers with a smile on his face, then he'd stand with his arm on the lockers, making that "cool kid" pose and look at me and talk about stuff. I never said a word to him, and he just spoke and teased me for his own amusement.
Things changed when I got to High School , 7th grade, we were in different classes, and he seemed to have found new geeks to have fun with, and this time, he had friends backing him up.
I never saw him again until 9th grade, when we had the same PE and english classes. My hair got longer by the time I got to 9th grade, but he kept his hair short and spiky, I was guessing he forgot who I was for the first few days, but I was wrong...
On a thursday, we were getting ready for PE class, and I was pushed against the wall. To my left, was one hell of a sight: John Richards... shirtless!
He had that smile of his I loved to look at, even though it meant I was in trouble if I pissed him off:
"Look who it is, haven't seen ya since 6th grade." he said, standing with his right arm on the wall.
I didn't say anything.
"Still the quiet type, huh? That's ok, at least you're not like that nerd over there." he said, looking at a guy to my right.
I looked at John, and then looked at where he was pointing with his eyes. The boy's appearance didn't seem to help him much. Specially those huge glasses he wears. I noticed he was beaten up recently, with that black eye he had.
"See that black eye of his? You don't want anything like that, do you?" he asked while looking at the boy, and then looking at me.
I looked at him for a moment, and shook my head. He smiled.
"Don't worry, as long as you behave, you and I will get along fine, just like in middle school." He said before he placed a hand on my right cheek and then slapped me in the face gently.
I actually enjoyed when he put his hand on my cheek and gave me a gentle slap, which only causes me to close my eyes for a second everytime.
Before I noticed, I felt my dick getting really hard. I understood it wasn't because of a girl, which is usually a guy's answer to something like this... It was because John was a few inches away from me shirtless.
As time passed, I was going for my last class of the day, which was english. About half hour after the class had started, I felt like someone was watching me. I looked behind me, and saw John in the back row looking straight at me. I looked back to my book on the desk and started breathing heavily. He was looking at me, but for how long? And why?
I asked the teacher to be excused and ran to the bathroom. The bathroom was empty, and I went to the sink and washed my hands, then I washed my face. After I've done that, I looked at myself throught the mirror, wondering about John. It took me a while to notice I was still being watched. I looked to the left side of the mirror... John was there, with his back against the wall, looking straight at me.
He suddenly smiled and walked towards me. I started breathing heavily again as he was standing right behind me, looking at me in the eyes through the mirror:
"I was wondering if you were ok, cuz of the way you ran out of the classroom." he said with a smile on his face.
I didn't say anything, but kept looking at him throught the mirror, breathing a bit faster than usual.
"Well, I'll be seein' ya." he finished and placed his hand on my right cheek.
I was guessing he was gonna slap me in the face like he usually does, but I didn't expect this... He pushed my face back slowly and gave me a kiss on my left cheek. Then, he slowly took his hand off of my face. I felt something hard poking me from behind, and figured it was his dick. He walked away and left the bathroom. I got really excited after what just happened. I never thought that being kissed on the cheek by a boy would make me this excited.
I couldn't control myself and ran out the bathroom aftaer him and grabbed his arm and pushed him back into the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door and put my arms around him and kissed him on the lips. After kissing him for a couple of seconds, I rested my head on his shoulder, and hoped he wouldn't beat me up... But he didn't push me away or said anything... He placed his arms on my waist. I looked at him and noticed he was smiling. He grabbed my arms and told me to follow him. He went inside the one of those little rooms that had nothing but a toilet inside.
I went inside and closed the door. He was sitting on the toilet seat, with one of his hands rubbing his dick that was still covered by his clothes:
"Lose the clothes" he said. i quickly took off my clothes and was now standing in front of him naked. I walked closer to him, and he let go of his dick:
"Suck me." he said. I got on my knees and unzipped his jeans and rubbed his 6 inch dick and started sucking it. He was moaning as I sucked him and rubbed my long hair while he enjoyed feeling my toungue playing with his dick. I kept sucking him for a while, then he grabbed my hair and pulled me up and he started devouring my lips and kissing him passionately. I pressed my hands on his chest. I took his shirt off and pressed my hands on his nipples and started kissing him again while he pushed me to sit on top of him, feeling his dick rubbing my ass.
Before I knew it, he was slowly getting his dick in my ass. I started moaning and sqeezing his nipples in pain, as his dick entered my virgin ass. He slowly started fucking me, and we were both moaning, but trying to be quiet, since we weren't supposed to have sex in the school bathroom. He hugged me as hard as he could and kissed me passionately as he was about to cum. I pressed my hands on his nipples and rubbed all of his body as I pushed my body up and down faster and faster. He suddenly moaned really loud and I felt him cumming in my ass. I moaned really loud as well and I had to feel him devouring my lips one more time, so I pressed my lips on his.
We couldn't stay for long, so we cleaned ourselves up and get dressed. On my way out of the bathroom, he pushed me against the wall, and gently pressed his body on mine:
"You're just any boy... Now you're my boy!" he said as he rubbed his hand on my cheek and gave me a gentle kiss.
Since then, I spend most weekends sleeping over at his house, and we've been having sex every night. He always refused to suck my dick or let me fuck him, but I always enjoyed sucking his dick and be fucked by his 6 inch dick
