Nathan

He was late for school again. After waking up hornier than fuck he had jerked off twice and still couldn’t deny the urge for a third. After half showering and throwing on any clothes he could find, Nathan jumped on his bike and peddled as fast as he could to school.

He had just entered the building when the bell for first period rang and so he high tailed it to his English lit class.

“Good morning students. I’m afraid Miss Denly is out sick for a couple of weeks so you will be having a substitute during this time. Please welcome Mr Matheus.” Nathans blood ran cold and his heart stopped as he looked up into the face of the third man. He swallowed harshly and tried to slump in his chair so that he wasn’t seen. But as the man’s smiling face scanned the crowd of students, it dropped into stone when his eyes landed on Nathan.

Throughout the lesson Nathan found himself growing hard as he watched the man who had so sweetly and sexually fucked him just last week. When the bell range he was the first out the door with his folders covering his boner.

He headed straight to gym class, avoiding any of his friends who tried to engage him in conversation. After getting changed and having a game of football, he felt mildly better. The stress of his new teacher and his gigantic horniness seemed to fade through the game, until he got back to the changing rooms.

His boner sprang new life when he saw all of the fresh smooth flesh of the jocks. He was one of the last people in the changing rooms when he got naked and headed for the showers with his towel expertly draped.

Thinking he was alone he went against his better judgement and slowly started to stoke up and down his cock. He had started to really get into it when he heard someone drop a shampoo bottle behind him. It was Brendan, a senior, not the main jock but someone who had social influence in the school.

“Well, well, well, look what we’ve got here. All those naked men out there got you all hard have they, thought you would come in here and have a sneaky jerk.” Nathan felt his face get slammed against the shower tile as he was spun around and Brendan pressed his naked body against his back. “Or was it just me you were looking at. I’ve caught you before you know. Staring at me when I’m getting changed, when I’m feeling my girlfriend up. You’d really like to have some of me wouldn’t you fag.”

Nathan was caught off guard when he felt the weight of Brendan’s boner between his cheeks. “yeh, you’d love to have this meat up that little hole wouldn’t you punk.”

Nathan squirmed as he felt a finger brush against his hole and start to push in. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. I’ll even pay you afterwards.” Brendan laughed.

He slid his one finger out and squeezed conditioner onto his cock, then thrust as hard as he could into Nathans hole. Nathan clenched by mistake and felt pain sear through him.

“Owww, owww, take it out, stop, please.” He cried.

Brendan pumped in and out, heavily breathing from his nose. “What, am I not good enough for your pink hole, huh, my dick not big enough, I’ll show you not big enough.” He picked Nathan up and threw them both to the ground without taking his cock out.

After a couple of minutes of aggressive fucking Brendan started to moan louder and then came inside of Nathan. It made his gag and want to throw up. Brendan stood, a mix of blood and cum on his cock, swilled himself off, span into Nathans face and left.

It was here that Mr Matheus found him, with blood and cum trickling out of his hole and spit in his eye.