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I’d fancied Liam all through school. I was dead upset after we left school coz he got a job and moved 20 miles away to another town and we didn’t see each other no more. And I lay awake all night crying, thinking about him. We’d never ever done nothing together, never had sex and now we never would. We hadn’t even kissed. I wish we would have kissed just the once so I could have the happy memory.
For two whole years I thought about him, never spent a day without thinking about him. Went to bed thinking about him, dreamt about him, woke up thinking about him.
Anyway, one night I was in a pub in town and I bumped into him and straight away all those feelings come back and my heart was racing. Oh fuck. He was gorgeous when we was at school but now…he was even better looking. He’d just got sexier and I…I was still in love with him.
Anyway, we sat down at this table and just chatted away and talked all about schooldays and the more I talked to him the more I fell in love with him. Anyway, turned out that he’s married now with a kid.
I said, “I didn’t think you’d settle down that early, mate.”
Coz like, well he was dead popular at school, had loadsa girlfriends. All the girls were crazy about him. Anyway, he asked me if I had a girlfriend and I said no.
Then he laughed.
“Why you laughing?”
“No, come on. What’s so funny?”
“It’s just that…no, it doesn’t matter.”
“No, come on, mate. What is it?”
“Well, there was this rumour going round at school.”
“Well, according to Paul Owens and Lee Butler…”
“What? Those two pricks?”
“Yeah, well, according to them, you…”
“Well, they reckoned you fancied me.”
I went bright red coz I did fancy him and now I’d gone bright red I just wanted to get up and leave. I couldn’t just sit there and let Liam see me blushing like this so I got up.
“I’m going for a piss.”
I went to the toilets. Fuck. There was no way I could walk back into that pub now coz now he knew how I really felt about him. I felt sick. I just wanted to die. Liam, the lad who I’d been in love with since school, Liam who I’d thought about non-stop every day and night, Liam…he knew how I felt about him. Oh fuck. Right, fuck it. There was nothing I could do about it. He knew how I felt and I can’t help the way I feel. I was in love with him and that was that. Really, I should just walk back in the pub, sit down and say to him, “It’s true. I’m in love with you.” But I couldn’t. No way couldn’t. No way could I do that. There was no way I could ever look at him again, now that he knew how I felt.
I took a deep breath. Right, just walk out of the toilets and walk out of the pub. I’d probably never see him again anyway. It’s the only way to deal with the situation. I’ve gotta get him out of my life. Forget about him. Forget that he was ever in my life. Right. Ok. I took a deep breath and I was just gonna walk out of the bogs when Liam walked in. I didn’t expect him to walk in. I...I didn’t really know what to do. I…I was gonna just walk past him when he…he pushed me up against the wall and he…he kissed me on the lips. Oh fuck. Liam Roberts, who I fancied like fuck from school, he…he proper snogged me and he…his hand, it…his hand went between my legs. He gave me a good grope through my jeans as he kissed me. Oh fuck. He had my dick in his hand, proper squeezing my cock through my jeans he was.
This wasn’t happening. No, it couldn’t be. My head was spinning. It’s like I was dreaming. But no, I wasn’t dreaming. It was happening. Oh fuck.
By the time he pulled his lips from mine, my cock was rock solid in my jeans and he was still squeezing. He pulled away from me, took his hand off my dick, just stood there and smiled at me. I was proper blushing but I…I felt…I had this beautiful feeling. I’d wanted to kiss Liam like that all through the final year at school. Oh fuck, was this really happening? I looked down and saw my cock tenting my jeans then I looked at Liam and he put his hand on my shoulder. He looked into my eyes and he had a look on his face that I hadn’t seen before. It’s like, I dunno, it was like a sad look. It’s hard to explain but it was like he was feeling sad for me.
Then he said, “I knew all through the last year at school how you felt about me, mate.”
“How…why…why didn’t you say anything?”
He wiped a tear from my eye.
I felt stupid for crying.
“I’m sorry, I…”
“It’s all right, mate.”
He took hold of my hand and he walked me out of the bogs and out of the pub.
“Where are we going?”
We went in his car and he drove us to our old school. He pulled up in the schoolyard and…oh fuck…he…he took me behind the bikesheds.
“What are you doing? You’re…you’re married and…”
“Sssh. Just coz I’m married doesn’t mean I can’t have a bit of cock fun with an old school mate, does it?”
Oh fuck. I was behind the bikesheds with Liam Roberts, the fittest lad from school. The memories came flooding back, being at school with Liam. I’d never been behind these bike sheds with Liam. All through the last year at school I’d fantasised about going behind these bikesheds with lots of boys in school, but especially with Liam, and now here we was, me and Liam, two years after leaving school, two 18-year-old lads about to have a bit of cock fun.
I…I was in love with this lad and I was well pleased to see that Liam’s cock was proper stretching his jeans. Oh yeah. He wanted this bit of cock fun just as much as I wanted it. But I had to ask him just to make sure.
“Are you doing this just coz you know how I feel about you and coz you just want me to be happy?”
He grabbed his hard cock through his jeans and he said, “Does this look like I’m not really enjoying it?”
He said sex with his wife had become boring and he said he wanted to go back to when sex was new and exciting, said he wanted to try something different…with me.
Oh fuck. He couldn’t get my clothes off quick enough. We both got naked behind the bikesheds. This was just amazing – me and Liam Roberts naked with our cocks on bone behind the bikesheds. Next thing, Liam turned me round and I felt his hot wet cock against my arse. He was slapping his cock over my bum, rubbing the silky hot head of his cock up and down my arsecrack. I pushed my bum back against his hot dick then I felt his bell-end all hot and smooth touching, pressing against my hole. I pushed my arsehole back against his cockhead.
Liam, he said, “You want it, mate? You want my cock inside you?”
“Oh fuck. Yeah, mate. I want you inside me so much, mate, Please. Put it inside me.”
Liam pushed and…oh yeah! His hot cock went inside me. I felt my tight little hole stretching round his dick and he pushed till all his dick was inside me and it was the most amazing feeling ever. This intense, warm feeling filled my entire body. I felt it in my fingers and my toes, all over my body. Liam, the boy I loved from school, his cock was inside me. He started shagging me nice and slow and deep. I felt every inch of his dick going in and out of me, felt my arsehole squeezing round every inch of his hot dick. It’s what I had dreamt about every night since leaving school. Liam was inside me. I looked over my shoulder as he shagged me and we looked into each other’s eyes and we kissed. We kissed and he…he didn’t fuck me. He made love to me. He moved nice and slow, all the time kissing me and he wanked me off as he shagged me and it’s when I said those words.
“I love you, mate.”
That’s when Liam filled me with his cockjuice and that’s when my dick jizzed up in his hand. My whole body felt incredible and everything was just beautiful.
I took all his spunk up my bum, drained his balls with my tight arsehole, gave him the new exciting experience he wanted, my arsehole squeezing round his spunking dick, and my dick spunk splashed all over the back of the bikesheds.