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The following story is taken from my kindle ebook SCALLY BOY escapist, available on Amazon.

I can't dressed ore no more than. It's insufferable with Brad in the like lesson. Something's got to be done about it otherwise my college study's gon na suffer. The first-class honours degree day I started college, first day I saw him I fancied him like screw. For the last two month I've fantasized about sucking his dick and fucking him. I lie in my bed at night having a big steaming wazz thinking about us both getting bare and rolling around together kissing and rubbing our shaft together. Oh fuck, I haven't even seen him naked. It's driving me mad.
It was only a few hebdomad ago that he noticed I kept looking at him in lessons. Then one afternoon last week, during a deterrent example, our eyes met. He was sitting a few desks from me but he kept looking over at me. He knew how I felt about him and I just knew he felt the like way. Could Tell by the way he kept looking at me. Then he smiled at me. I smiled back. I had the best jacking off ever that nighttime thinking about us both getting naked and doing all sort of unsporting stuff. I fantasized about stuffing my tool down his throat and nobbing the horny fucker estimable and strong up the bum. I went to sleep and I had a brilliant pipe dream about the both of us kissing each other naked.
And now I've finally decided something's got to be done about it. I've made certain I'm sitting future to him. I pull my chair up real close to him so that our weaponry touch when we're writing. Just the physical contact with him, it's making my dick grow in my jeans. How the nooky am I gon na get through this lesson ? I press my arm up against his arm and he doesn't move his arm away. I just acknowledge he wants it as much as I do. Then I look up at him and I whisper,"I can't resist it any longer."
"What do you mean ?"
"You know what I mean."
"Well…like…what do you want me to do about it ?"
"Dunno."
"You wan na do something about it ?"
"You know I do."
"You wan na do something about it…like now ?"
"Well…yeah but where can we go ?"
"Leave it to me."
He puts his hired hand up, attracts Sir's attention.
"Sir !"
Sir looks up.
"Yes ? What is it ?"
"Sir, I need to go to the toilet, Sir."
"Can't it wait, boy ?"
"No, Sir. Swear down. If I don't go now, Sir, I'll pee myself, Sir."
The family roar with laugh. Sir tells everybody to be quite then he tells Brad to bear in mind his language.
"Sorry, Sir, but I really will wee myself, Sir."
Brad's now squeezing his willy through his jeans.
Sir lets him go. Before Brad goes he tells me to follow him in a couple of hour, says he'll be waiting for me in the bogs. He leaves the classroom and after convincing Sir that I too am fill up to wetting my knickers I follow Brad two minutes later. I don't give a piece of tail if the whole class know what I'm up to with my horny classmate.
When I get to the bogs down the bottom of the corridor Brad is waiting for me. We've both wanted for hebdomad for this to happen. We're alone in the toilets, staring into each former's eyes. We need each other so bad.
"You do realize, Brad, we have to do this otherwise we'll never be able to boil down on our studies."
"Shut up, you daft bastard,"
He brings his mouth to mine. Oh fuck, we're kissing, me and Brad. We kiss on the mouth, hold each other tight. I'm leaning against the rampart and he's pressing his body into mine. We open our mouths and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. He has his hands on the position of my face and I have my hired man on his arse, squeezing the cheeks of his rear end through his tight faded jeans. He's rubbing his bulge against mine. Our peter are stiff in our jeans, his throbbing erection rubbing against mine.
We take each other's jersey off and we carry on kissing. His paw are now running up and down my body. He's stroking my consistence all over. We kiss and lick each other's case and I unbutton his denim, slip my deal down the nominal head of his jeans. His jeans, they're so fucking tight. I can't squeeze my hand down so he helps me. He unzips his fly and my hired man slips down his blue jean, slips down under the waistcloth of his undies.
I panic a bit. What if soul walks into the sewer now, one of our schoolmate or anybody, and they catch us doing this ? They'll tell everybody in college that we we're a couple of queen male child. Then I feel the tip of Brad's putz. It's all hot and wet. Oh fuck it, I don't have a toss who knows. I want to get my horny schoolmate naked and I want to get naked with him and I want to drag him from the commode and I want us both to jerk off each former off and wet-nurse each other's dicks in front of the socio-economic class, in social movement of all our mates and Sir.
Me and Brad, we take all our clothes off.
"Are you brave enough to walk back in the classroom with me like this, Brad ? Naked with our shaft on ivory ?"
Brad smiles.
"That'd be well hot. But I don't think I've got the balls."
"Mate, believe me, you've got balls."
"Yeah. well, are you brave enough ?"
"Only if you are, mate."
"Yeah ok then. Let's go for it, mate."
We walk out of the toilet and we walk down the corridor steer naked with our boners bobbing up and down. Then we go back in the classroom. Sir stops talking. Everybody's silent. They're proper shocked.
Me and Brad go to the front of the form. We're naked with our hot stiff cocks on to the full show. We face the class. I put my arm around Brad and I kiss him on the cheek. I look at all the boys in form. I smile then I take cargo deck of Brad's cock, pass on a skillful gentle squeeze.
Sir's gets up out of his chair and he says,"Right. You two. Get out !"
His face is bright red.
Me and Brad, we don't move.
A boy shouts out,"Leave ‘ em, Sir ! They're in love."
All the other son laugh, except for a couple of the lads who shout out,"Fucking nance !"and"Bent bastards !"
Me and Brad, we climb on to the judiciary at the front man of course of study and we have sex in presence of Sir and all the feller. Now our classmate are egging us on. They were shocked at number 1 but now they're having a laugh. Sex is just fun to learn, innit ? Don't subject if it's straight person or gay.
Sir looks like he's going to have a heart attack.
"Stop that at once ! Do you try ! arrest it !"
Me and Brad have no intentions of stopping. We're gon na bear on till we jizz our loads.
Sir realizes he's fighting a losing battle.
"Oh fuck it ! See if I care."
He sits down at his desk and he just lets us get on with it. He looks proper embarrassed but now he's realised he can do nothing about it.
So yeah, we're on the bench, me and Brad. Ray Dixon and Kenny Sir Humphrey Davy move their Scripture out of the way to give us more room. I'm lying on top of Brad. We're lying expression to facial expression and I'm dry humping him. The lads are loving it now. They're cheering and whistling. It's a laughter. Even Sir joins in with the fun.
He says,"Let's see some snogging then, gay boys."
I look at Sir and I smile at him. All that getting worked up, it was an act. He's loving it.
"Nice one, Sir !"
He goes even redder.
So me and Brad snog and we do tongue. And we play with each other's pecker and ball. That's when some of the sonny boy start squirming around in their seats. You see deal on stiff peter in the flesh, it makes you finger horny, whether it's straight or gay. And it doesn't take long before turncock come out of pants. Sir sees his pupil getting their pecker out.
He says,"Oh fuck it !"
He gets a half bottle of whiskey out of his desk, opens it and takes a swig. He leans back in his president, puts his metrical foot up on the desk.
"seminal fluid on then, fella, the lot of you - get your cocks out and have a unspoilt wank."
This is mega. It's not every day you get to have a jacking off in class. College has never been this fun before. All the lad get their cocks out and wank off. Some of ‘ em stay sitting down, and some stand up and register off their pecker while they jack off.
Me and Brad are snogging and then Brad says to me,"Do you wan na bonk me ?"
More than anything in the whole humanity I wan na screw him. Brad gets on all fours on his hands and knees and pushes his bare arse out. I get behind him and I spit on my tool. I spit on my finger and stick it up Brad's arse. That seems to get Sir a bit excited. He joins in with the lad when he sees me sticking my finger up Brad's arse. He gets his cock out and starts wanking.
One lad shouts,"Nice cock, Sir !"
Another lad shouts,"Sir, you wanker !"
Then Liam Conroy gets really sex and he walks to the front and he takes hold of Sir's cock and starts wanking him off. Sir just lets him do it then Sir…oh fuck…Sir kisses Liam on the mouthpiece. Then Sir, he brings his lips away from Liam's and he puts his hand on Liam's shoulder, gently pushes him down. Liam's kneeling before Sir. Sir smiles and looks down at Liam.
"Would you be so dependable as to suck in it for me, Liam ?"
Liam says,"All the right way then."
And he sucks Sir's cock.
I just have to fuck Brad. I hold on to his hip and splay my cock up his tight bum. I push it in with one long stab. I fall across his rachis with my cock up inside him. He grinds his arse against me and I fuck him good and punishing.
"Oh yeah. roll in the hay ! Fuck ! Oooh ! nooky !"
I slide my hands underneath him, one hand going up and down his belly and his tranquil thorax, my other hand on his dick. I wank him off as I bum fuck him. shag him up the arse with my big hawkshaw.
Lads squirt jizz all over the schoolroom as I cum up my mate's bum, and Sir spunks up all over Liam Conroy. This is the randy day of my life story .