The Girly Classmate: Episode Three
After our successful date, I was thrilled when my classmate sat next to me at our desk the next morning.
We were both excited, craving each other’s touch, but had to restrain ourselves during lessons.
Still, he was bolder than me; whenever no one was looking, he’d grope me, and during one class he even tried slipping his hand into my pants, but it didn’t work—too many people would’ve noticed.
Our last period was PE, and by then we were completely worked up, burning with desire.
It didn’t help that the girls wore tight leggings during volleyball—I could barely take my eyes off them.
After class, we exchanged a look in the locker room and knew we were thinking the same thing.
We waited until everyone left and went home. Once we were sure the coast was clear, we slipped into the shower together.
There we stood, facing each other, completely naked, just staring for a moment.
He was very slim, with a rather girlish figure, though I’d describe his butt as nicely shaped. Apart from his flat chest and cute little penis, his smooth body had no other masculine traits.
Passion overtook us, and we lunged at each other.
I pinned his slender body against the tiled wall as warm water cascaded over us, kissing fiercely.
Our stiff cocks pressed together, and the throbbing closeness of his felt incredible.
I started kissing his neck; he trapped my dick between his thighs, just below his own, and I felt pre-cum start to drip.
I looked down at his little cock, then into his eyes. He blushed girlishly—adorable.
I dropped to my knees. Though I’d never done it before, I decided to return yesterday’s favor and take him in my mouth.
I knew what felt good to me, so I tried to pleasure him the way I’d want to be pleasured.
Luckily, his cock was small—half the size of mine—so it wasn’t hard. I easily took the whole thing in.
He loved it as I sucked his little dick, moaning in the most feminine way. It turned me on insanely.
One hand squeezed his soft ass, the other jerked my cock while I worked to push him over the edge.
I licked from base to tip again and again, not neglecting his balls—they got plenty of saliva too.
His moans grew louder; I almost worried a teacher might hear, but I didn’t want to quiet him—I loved listening.
He stroked my head the whole time, then suddenly gripped it with his delicate fingers, signaling he was about to come. That’s exactly what I’d been waiting for.
We came together—he in my mouth, me on the shower floor, where the drain swallowed it instantly.
The cum didn’t taste great, but that wasn’t why I wanted it in my mouth.
I stood up, the load still on my tongue. He noticed and immediately pulled me in for a kiss.
He said we should share it, so I spat half into his mouth. Then we both swallowed hard.
Unfortunately, we had to stop—the PE teacher yelled that we needed to finish showering so he could lock the locker room.
We left the shower, but we knew this was far from over.
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