First sex story of guy losing virginity like a slut: 2
Teens sex story: Hi IGS Simon here. After the overwhelming amount of positive responses and requests for the second part….. here it is tada!
On Friday’s we used to have two PT periods. Being real with you people, I was not the most sporty person. Sometimes I used to play some cricket and football but not like most other boys my age who would literally worship sports.
In the 10th standard, many of us didn’t use play but do some other work like study or completing homework. But as I have told earlier Rudra was an athletic person. He used to always play during the PT classes.
Not only was he so into sports but he was committed to it. He used to bring a jersey, sports shorts, those knee-length football socks and spiked sneakers.
It was just another Friday. I didn’t feel like doing anything, so a few of my friends and I was just chatting. Rudra, as per usual, was running wild on the football field. Initially, I didn’t pay much attention to him as I was too engaged in the conversation I was having but then Rudra caught my eye.
Just like shining hard eye candy, he was chasing the football, drenched in sweat. He was wearing a canary yellow jersey with a white round collar and white shorts.
He had those ankle-high black and red striped socks and Addidas. His hair was wet and dishevelled with drops of sweat shining in the afternoon sun. It was a sunny day so he had to squint his eye to look properly.
His jersey was so soaked that his rock-hard nipples and undulating abs were visible. Occasionally he would stop and while putting his hands on his waist, he would catch his breath. And oh my gosh!
I could see his collar bones protruding from his veiny, toned neck and his man cleavage, so tight! wow, it was like an instant turn-on. AND! like a cherry on top, his shorts which were also moist at this point could no longer conceal his black underwear, all bulgy in the front and hugging his tight ass in the back.
All of us have had those moments when we are so captured by something that all other things almost vanish around us. So this “show” that Rudra was putting on enshrouded me in this curtain of lust that my friends had to shake me out of it.
This was so weird as I have never been affected by all this but suddenly it seems my senses were playing a game on me. I said to myself that no! I can’t lose my composure. So I collected myself and told everyone to go and sit in the class.
They said that they wanted to stay outside so I excused myself to go the bathroom and went away. I had to walk crookedly my dick was throbbing with excitement and my underwear trying to keep him in made my abdomen hurt.
I went into a cubicle, took my dick out and sat on the toilet seat thinking about how can I get to Rudra. These amorous thoughts heated my body, and I was sweating profusely.
I must mention here that I am quite fair so say, when I am angry or embarrassed, my ears and nose would heat up and turn red. I could feel my ears getting red and my forehead getting sweaty.
A drop of sweat made its way between my chests down to my naval point. I was paralyzed by lust completely. I shoved my dirty fingers into my mouth and licked them, all sticky and wet.
I am not circumcised so my foreskin was halfway on my dickhead which was all swollen and purple with precum leaking from the tiny slit. I applied the spit on that purple head that peaked through my veiny erect dick and started to rub on it like one finger in their asshole.
Instantly my body charged up in this weird erotic current and contractions spread through my abdomen starting from my dick like ink mixing in water. It almost felt painful but I was so hooked to the feeling that just couldn’t stop.
I stood up and spat a lot of saliva in my palm and again started to touch myself. My judgement was blurred by my sultry thoughts. This was incredibly risky as anyone could hear me moaning or be suspicious of me as, by that time, I probably have been in the cubicle for 15 minutes.
I gave up and stood with my dick perpendicular to my legs for a few minutes until it was manageable enough to put into my pants.
When I came back to the playground everyone had stopped playing cause someone had punctured the ball and hence the PT teacher took away their playing privileges for that day. So everyone was exhausted, bummed at the rotten circumstance. I never got these jocks…
I mean why are they even bothering so much for a fucking match? Whatever, so I came and talked with everyone like- what happened, oh no so sad, that’s when Rudra came up to where I was. He didn’t change back to his uniform and was still wet.
Very obviously I got conscious of his presence and stood still holding my breath in. But how could I? I can feel the warmth being emitted by his drenched body. He was laughing and joking, still out of breath. I acted as if I was so into what he said and stood by him cracking up.
That was exactly what I had intended as I wanted to smell him so badly. I looked at his neck which was covered with drops of sweat like water drops on an apple and reeked of sweat. He observed me gawking and as incorrigible he is, he put his hand on my waist.
I almost stood on my toes. We were in public! He didn’t even look at me and kept his hand in my waist as if he owned my body. I didn’t react visibly as I am sensible enough, but from inside, by that I mean in my head as well as my pants, people were standing up.
We still had almost 40 minutes left which is like an entire period. After the hubbub was over we walked off to a more comfortable and empty corner.
Towards the back of our main playground, behind the goalposts, there were brick galleries, which were no longer in use. So we sat there. We were so close that it seemed I was sitting on his lap. His face was inches away from mine as he spoke.
He said he saw me staring at him while he was playing. I blushed and denied it. But he continued to pull my leg saying that it was so obvious to detect me gawking at him as my face was all red.
I nudged him on his knees. Rudra caught my hand and put it on the crotch. His rod was semi-erect and was warm and wet at the same time. I sort of knew where things were going hence I didn’t act all surprised.
He continued to talk with his head towards the field trying to see if anyone was watching us. He said that he has been very horny nowadays and it’s all my fault. He jerked thinking about fucking me.
I was a bit shocked cause I didn’t know his feelings were so strong. Thinking that I should approach, I asked him if we should make out. He looked at me and without wasting even a second said- where.
I knew that it was on. I said -let’s go to the abandoned batting cage. Basically, behind our middle school building, there was an old and batting cage that was now used to store broken desks, boards, cupboards, etc and hence abandoned.
So he took hold of my arm and set off instantly. I had to make a visible effort to keep up but he kept racing except my pleads to slow down. I guess he was turned on.
All the while I was thinking if I did the right thing cause it was going to be my first kiss! I didn’t want to throw it away just because I was horny.
But it was too late. As imagined, the batting cage was completely abandoned. On one side was the back of our middle school building and on the other side, there was the delimiting wall.
The moment we reached there, he pushed me against the dusty old wall and tried to ravage me. Suddenly I felt conscious about what was coming. He charged right towards my face but I turned.
So instead he buried his head in my neck. I thought he would be offended because of my sudden hesitation as I was the one who set forth the idea, but he proceeded to lick my neck instead. I am not so ticklish there but his tongue was magic.
Instantly my dick reacted to the touch and towered in my trousers. He put his hands on both sides of my head pinning me to the wall and started to rub his crotch on mine aggressive. Things were getting out of control and I started to freak out a little.
What if he fucks me?- I thought and was going to push him away but my body won’t move. Even if I wanted to I couldn’t stop as he was surprisingly strong.
I held onto the back of his jersey trying to push away but he kept on licking my neck, my collarbone, my chin up to my ears. The moment he bit my ear lobe suddenly I came to my senses.
I started protesting and finally, he stopped. Impatient and slightly enraged he said- what! didn’t you want this, then why are you stopping me! His tone was almost hostile and this ticked me off.
I said- what do you think you are doing. Why are you biting, it will leave a mark. He was not thinking straight. He growled under his breath- so what! and continued to kiss my neck and my adam’s apple.
I stopped protesting, thinking maybe I am overthinking stuff. That’s when I felt his cold teeth against my neck, just below my jaw. It was like a lion mapping its prey, deciding how to devour it.
I started to breathe very fast. In between the huffing and puffing, he continued to rub his dick on me as I caught onto him tightly. I closed my eyes shut preparing for the bite.
That’s when he suddenly stopped and pulled away. We stood there all out of breath and sweating like pigs. Looking down on the ground he apologised. He asked if I was sure that it would leave a mark.
He looked kind of cute, like a hungry puppy. So I coyly said- I think it would, I am quite fair. Yea, that’s exactly what the problem is! he said wiping the drop of sweat that almost got into his eye.
But I want to lick you so bad…
Everything looks like vanilla and I just want to bite it until it’s red. I raised my eyebrows shocked by that graphic description. This made me melt and I complied with the thought of kissing him. I mean… it’s just a kiss!
Maybe we can…amm…start with a kiss- I said.
He looked elated. I felt a bit awkward, as I have never done it before but I didn’t tell him about it. I put my hands on his shoulders and approached his face. He held onto my waist with both his hands.
As I approach I could smell his breath. It was the same intoxicating musky sweat, yet there was such depth of complexity to it. He smelt like a pillow on which you keep your head night after night so that it starts to smell like you. He had that bodily odour.
Then I closed my eyes and our lips touched. I went for the lower lip and he took my upper lip. I started to suck on it like candy. It tasted like nothing yet it tasted like something that I knew.
It tasted like skin…you know how when we lick our hands or fingers, it’s soft and cold to touch with a sharp ting to it. But his lips were incredibly soft like a pillow.
I couldn’t get enough of him. Soon we started hugging each other in a tight embrace as he pushed me rather than sandwich me to the wall. We started to eat each other’s faces. The pleasure prevented me from keeping my eyes open.
It was getting so wet and slimy. Spit came out from both our mouths mixing into a drudged mess, trickling down our chin. I gasped for air. That’s when I opened my eyes and saw this burning passion in his eyes.
His brows were furrowed in this fury and possession as he took deep breaths. Even before I could comprehend this overwhelming feeling he kissed me again. But this time he pushed in his tongue in.
As if he was trying to search for something his tongue started to scan the interior of my mouth. It crept and crawled inside my mouth filling the cavity. We started to suck onto each other’s tongues, licking and swirling it around.
Teens sex story of horny and wild young boy’s fantasy
All the while I was holding onto his neck, but now I inserted my hands into his back and explore the wet grounds. I felt my hands over his ribs protruding over this chest, seemingly holding in his breath.
Then I used my middle finger and my ring finger to rub over his nipples. They were completely erect and so hard to touch. I pinch and rubbed them and he started to rumble through his chest.
Then when I pinched the right nipple he just rolled his eyes into an expression of a pinnacle of pleasure. He stopped kissing me and held onto my lower lip with his teeth.
Then he stopped kissing me and stood there with our foreheads touching, both of us all out of air.
To be continued…
