Hayden-Ethan Chronicles

His thoughts were wandering. Considering that he was standing at the front of the National Honor Society meeting, acting as an officer, that probably wasn’t the best thing. His arms were crossed, and he was the picture of authority – a fashionable white and yellow American Eagle sweater over a pale blue button up shirt…and he couldn\'t focus.



Images of a leering, attractive male with dark hair kept assaulting him, so much so that when Jenna asked him to say something, he jumped in surprise.



"Oh, um… Last meeting we mentioned the possibility of a winter carnival – " Or was it that meeting they were supposed to bring it up?



"No you didn\'t!" someone from the back row sang out.



Oh…I guess I didn’t then.



"Well, I\'m mentioning it now," Ethan replied, trying to gather himself together and not focus on obscene words and images. Dammit, I\'m getting hard just thinking about him. Trying to keep anyone else from noticing his \'problem,\' Ethan shuffled behind the desk at the front of the room and leaned forward against it. Jenna gave him an odd look, but he ignored her.



"So, opening the floor for discussion…"



The rest of the meeting passed altogether too slowly, and thought they did get a few good ideas for the carnival – or so he guessed – he couldn\'t recall any of them offhand, so preoccupied was he. The moment the bell ran, a chill ran down his spine.



"I wonder what they\'ll make of your come all over the floor…come Monday…" Ethan shuddered, thinking of that silky voice, teasing him. He needed to find a way to relieve himself quickly, because not thinking wasn\'t working. When the members had all left and it was just the officers, Ethan excused himself, ignoring the questioning looks and fled for the nearest boy\'s bathroom. Thankfully, it was also the least populated.



He slipped inside and ran into the first open stall, shutting the door behind him with a sigh. Slightly ashamed at his predicament, the valedictorian undid his pants and lowered his boxers to take his cock into his hands. It felt good to touch himself. He closed his eyes partway, mouth hanging open slightly as he began to fondle himself.



"You gonna come for me?"



Ethan imagined Hayden\'s voice, pretended the hand touching him belonged to the dark haired troublemaker. He leaned back against the stall door, feet wide to brace himself as his right hand kept stroking with practiced ease. His left hand went to his mouth, and again he imagined Hayden\'s voice, ordering him to suck.



Fingers wet with his own saliva, Ethan paused, adjusting his stance before continuing. A single slicked digit slipped up into his ass, wiggling around before he added another. He was moving more quickly than Hayden had…but he had to get to class soon.



"You\'re fucking tight. So. Fucking. Tight."



Each word – like he remembered it being – accompanied by a sharp jab of his fingers. It wasn\'t even close to how it had been, but the memory combined with present sensation was enough to set him off. He bit back a moan as his body shuddered and ropes of come shot out. Quite by accident he tagged the back wall of the stall as well as getting some on the floor.



And the bell for class rang. "Shit," Ethan growled, trying to get himself back together.



"Is that what you\'re doing in here?" a sultry voice inquired.



Ethan paled. He leaned away from the stall door as it opened, and Hayden slipped in next to him. "Well, this is a bit small," the other male remarked. Dark eyes surveyed the wall and floor. Hayden pinned Ethan against the stall door again. "Does thinking about me make you that hard, that you\'d jack off in a school toilet?" the troublemaker whispered into Ethan\'s ear. "\'Cause that\'s too hot not to want."



A hand disappeared down Ethan\'s pants, toying with his flaccid sex. "You want me to fuck you again, right here, right now?" Ethan tried to gainsay it, but Hayden was having none of it. "After getting\' me all hot an\' bothered, you owe me one," he teased, turning Ethan around.



The blond valedictorian gasped as Hayden yanked his pants down. He felt a finger probing his ass. "Been touching yourself back here, hmn?" Hayden sounded pleased. "Pretending it\'s me?" Ethan shuddered, but didn\'t attempt to deny it. "Well…here\'s the real thing."



Ethan felt the tip of Hayden\'s cock pressed up against his entrance and slowly the dark-haired male entered. "You\'re still fucking tight," he growled into Ethan\'s ear as he began to move. "Now moan for me, my little bitch."



He wanted to refuse, but Hayden angled his hips then, and began pounding in earnest against him. Ethan\'s vision went sparkly, and the fingers playing with the tip of his re-awakening cock weren\'t helping. He gasped and a low moan escaped him. "Yes," Hayden hissed. "That\'s my little bitch. Keep it up – let everyone know you\'re being fucked good and hard."



Ethan colored and tried to shut up, but his body refused to obey. He felt a second climax building in him with Hayden\'s hands guiding him, and the hard cock pounding in and out. Hayden reached down to begin toying with Ethan\'s balls, and that was what set the blond off. He choked on a partial scream, his body contracting around Hayden\'s cock as he released for the second time, spraying come all over. A few more hard thrusts, and warmth flooded his ass, and Hayden pulled out.



"Nothing like a good fuck to wake you up in the morning, huh?" the dark haired male asked, smirking as Ethan fumbled with his boxers and pants and belt. "Although walking around all day with come dribbling out your ass probably won\'t be all that fun." Hayden winked. "If you need \'relief\' again, just hit me up. You\'ve got a nice ass, bitch."



Ethan declined to reply, following Hayden out the door of the stall and wincing as he caught sight of the mess he\'d made of it. Hayden still hadn\'t zippered his pants. "Go along to class now, like a good boy," the troublemaker teased. "If you need me –" Ethan stared as Hayden leaned against the wall and started playing with himself, "- you\'ll find me in detention."



Hayden winked. "Now get your ass to class."



Ethan sprinted off.