Oskar's Obsession

chapter I

My cock was rock hard once again as I squeezed my length picturing the ginger cunts ass on my tongue. Pre cum leaked from my head as I squeezed my balls, rolling them in the palm of my hand. My hard on became almost unbearable as I tauntingly stroked it, clenching my fist occasionally. I had always liked it rough. My hand moved faster and faster imitating what would soon be Thomas's ass on my cock. My buttcheeks clenched and with one final stroke my milky cum covered the computer screen, making Thomas's face invisible. I moaned at the thought of my jizz covering every inch of his pale body. I wanted him. No. I needed him; and , I would have him. I wanted to tie him up and fuck Thomas until he screamed out in pleasure. Chanting my name as my hard member ravished his chocolate orange.

I pulled my self out of my thoughts as I went limp. I was satisfied at only watching him... For now. I got up from my gaming chair and walked over to my most treasured place; my shrine of Thomas. I had everything from cute photos of him he didn't know I took , he was so incredibly photogenic with his ginger hair swaying in the wind and the way his brown eyes sparkled. I also had things like the half eaten sandwich he threw away last Wednesday at 12:47 during lunch I even kept a few pencils he lent me .

It's Tuesday today. Thomas has supported study from 3:40 til 5, he packs up his stuff and leaves through the main entrance usually. Little does he know I'm with him too.... Always. His slow, graceful stride made me stiff and I continue to watch his hips sway from side to side in an almost erotic manner, it's as if he's begging to be fucked. I stood silently in the trees. As he passed his aroma filled my nostrils. God every time I smell him it's like an ocean in my pants, how I wish I could just spray him with my sperm right here; however , I must contain my self and my future babies for now.

I dreamt about Thomas last night, no surprise there but this time it was different. Usually he has to be tied up. This time he willingly took my 8 inch package, without the tears and screaming. Maybe tonight was my night. Tonight is the night I make Thomas mine!. I walked behind him to school being careful to keep the distance between us although it was becoming unbearable. The sight of his luscious booty swaying as he walked was so tempting, I could just eat it up. Thomas and I both had a pretty similar schedule we had biology ,English ,French and lastly maths together. We were currently in maths, I stared across the class as I always did and admired his thin figure. His face was so cute whilst he was trying to work out the maths equations he tilted his head slightly to the left if he didn't understand. I studied his movements like it was the last time I was going to see him. The bell rang and as he left I grabbed his arm, he looked shocked at the sudden grasp, but I didn't let go. This was the first time I had touched his perfectly pale skin, it was almost porcelain. it was so pleasing on my fingertips that it sent an erotic shiver down my spine. I ached for more as the blood coursed to the head of my penis. I controlled my urges and asked calmly if he'd like to come to mine to study, his eyes lit up like a dozen fireflies in a pitch black room. He readily accepted the request unaware of the series of events that were about to unfold before his very eyes....