Magcon BoyxBoy

To Fúck A Mockingbird // P2

cameron
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"But, but I'm only a sophomore," Hayes stuttered.

"Oh, come on," I teased. "Let me teach you something other than Harper Lee."

His eyes flashed with something else, the embarrassment disappearing. I couldn't really tell for sure with only my phone light, but it looked like his arm moved down and then slowly rubbed in circles.

"Like what?" he asked, the light still on his face.

"Let me show you instead," I said, and turned off the phone light. Now the only light came from the moon, but it illuminated enough I could make him out.

I got partially up and moved over Hayes so my knees and palms were in either side of him. Sliding my cold fingers up his sides, I lifted his shirt up. Hayes sat up so I could pull it off.

Since he was clad in loose sweatpants, I found it more than easy to slide them off his hips. He lifted his hips anyways.

"These are nice," I murmured, taking my thumb and rubbing it against the soft fabric of his gray briefs. I almost was too focused on the skin just above the elastic and the fabric to notice what was rising beneath it.

"Oh, um," Hayes said awkwardly, trying to cover it, but I moved his hands away.

"Now why would you want to hide this?" I asked rhetorically, smiling. His cheeks flushed lightly.

I lifted my polo shirt up and over my head, tossing it away. After that, I stood up next to the bed, undid the button on my khakis, and stepped out of them before I climbed over Hayes again.

"Holy," he muttered when I accidentally rubbed my hand over his crotch.

"Something wrong?" I asked knowingly, beginning to rock my clothed erection on his.

"Ohh," he groaned, closing his eyes in frustration and bliss. Hayes lifted his hips up involuntarily to try and get more from the little I was offering. "Please Cameron," he begged.

I scooted farther up and laid down on my side next to him. From there, I rested cold fingers on his lower torso and softly pressed my lips to his. Hayes was so into my lips to notice my hand slip into his briefs, and so I moved the waistband just enough that his erected dick was on his abdomen.

My fingernails aren't very long, but they're the perfect length for handjobs because it's neither harshly scraping or nothing at all. Instead, it's this dragging that almost leaves a tingle.

I slowly began to stroke his cock with my right hand. My left hand was twisting and flicking his nipple lightly. When his pre-cum started to leak out the tip, I used it as an extra lube along with my spit to glide easier.

"Faster," Hayes urged. I twisted my wrist around, now stroking him quickly.

Since I was leaning over him, I had my knees on either side of his right leg. My bulge was so strained against my briefs that the waistband in the front had been pulled away from my body and now left this gap of space. And when my body moved, my erection rubbed against the covers making me groan in bliss every time.

His cock started to throb in my hand and so I quickly pulled away from everywhere I was touching.

"No, don't," he groaned instantaneously, lifting his body back up to meet mine. I laughed lightly, swiping my thumb across his lower lip.

Hayes reached down to my crotch and held my cock in his hand through the fabric, and I swear to God I almost came right then and there.

I was panting, my arm tiring out but my sex drive urging me to continue. Hayes, with his dark hair matting in places, now rolled on top of me. He wasn't in the position to kiss me, however, but instead had his head by my crotch.

With his hand still gently stroking my cock through the fabric, he kissed my thighs until my boxers stopped him. Hayes pulled back a little more of my briefs and the head of my dick poked out. He still had one hand fondling my balls and lower shaft, but now his head was on my tip.

Hayes only sucked on me there, and I was gripping the sheets and thrusting involuntarily. I started leaking into his mouth, but he smiled instead of pulling away.

"Don't pull away," I begged when my leg started shaking slightly. "Please, please."

He pushed off and set the waistband straight, despite my grip in his dark hair. I almost cried out because I was so unfulfilled and every time I reached down to finish, my hand was slapped away. Hayes grabbed my hand and pulled me over so I was back hovering above him.

"C'mon, big boy," he taunted in between pants, smiling humorously. "Teach me a lesson."

I rolled back onto the other half of the bed, yanking my boxers down and off my ankles before I got back into the same position. Hayes had his legs spread out over the bed already.

"Are you sure?" I asked after positioning myself at his entrance.

"It's not my first rodeo," he replied with a smile. I took that as a yes.

I pushed in and started moving immediately so the pain would subside as quickly as possible. His face was contorted for about 20 seconds, but then Hayes relaxed and he gripped my forearms for support.

"Holy crap," Hayes mumbled under his breath. He had his eyes closed and his lower lip between his teeth, but his nails were still digging into my skin.

Slap, slap, slap in between grunts.

His hand slowly inched towards his own rock-hard erection, which was curving back towards him in the air. I moved his hand away and replaced it with my own, stroking him softly.

The bed was shaking against the wall, and that satisfied me. Hayes was back to gripping his covers and was dribbling pre-cum into my palm.

I knew he was getting ready to cum when his pants got faster. I got in two more thrusts before he released everything he'd been holding back - moans, grunts, and sperm.

But I kept thrusting, knowing I was about to get there too.

"I'm home!" someone yelled from downstairs. Hayes panicked and pushed me out of him, but I still hadn't finished. I was pushed off of the bed, panting and naked with an erection going strong, while he started changing and throwing clothes at me.

"Hayes, I need to..." I started, gesturing to my cock. I could see that he was battling something inside of him, but one side won and he ran over and got on his knees.

Immediately Hayes began to suck me off, stroking where he couldn't reach. I felt his tongue swirling around, and that's what pushed me off the edge.

Hayes pulled away as I began to shoot, making the squirts go right into face. I liked this - I'd never gotten to do it before.

Two long shots of cum and then four shorter ones later, Hayes had sperm in lines all over his face. He licked off the stuff on his lips and surrounding areas, but then ran to the bathroom to clean up.

I had just finished pulling on my shirt when the door suddenly opened.

"What happened here?" his mother asked, referring to the messy bed.

"Just testing the bed out," I explained smoothly, and she didn't think any more of it.

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Haha I'm so bad at this.

Jolinsky next?

Is anyone else in the middle of finals? Or are you out of school?

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